Riding High

Because it fades, and changes, and ends too soon...what will you do with your WILD and precious life?

Everyday we are given a choice.  Will you enjoy the passage of time or will you hold onto the past?  Are you filled with enthusiasm or deadened by despair?

It is easier to remain stuck in old believes and behaviors, even if they no longer serve us and make us miserable.  We know that a change is long overdue but we are trapped in the illusion of our reality.

The fear of the unknown tucks you in each night.  You awake hungry and exhausted.

I gravitate towards those who seize the day with both hands, and shake it hard.

Contortionists who braid social and silly with sensibility and spirituality.

We party, work and play with passion and purpose. We welcome our mistakes knowing thats how we grow.

Because our spark, although fleeting, rides high and leaves a perpetual trail...

I see myself as a huge fiery comet, a shooting star.  

Everyone stops, points up and gasps "oh, look at that!" 

Then whoosh, and I'm gone...

and they'll never see anything like it ever again...

and they won't be able to forget me - ever.     

 Jim Morrison