My Life, A Cocktail

I am the mother of the black and the white For I don't differentiate between colors or forms I am for the world, an inspiring guide Whilst I be guided by the world and it's norms. I am the one that leaves footprints on sand In hopes of leaving a legacy behind And I am also the one that surges on demand To wash away all that was once mine. I am the one that is all encompassing and powerful That can create, maintain and destroy But I am also that speck in the sand so colorful Living with full involvement and pure joy.

It was the day she realized she would be constantly on this journey to find herself. A journey she had undertaken so long ago she hardly remembered, always wanting to reach the destination. She dreamed of that moment of clarity where she would comprehend who she truly was. But today, a different realization had dawned on her and it felt right. This was a journey, and as the cliché goes, a journey to be enjoyed in itself, regardless of the when and what of the destination. She was an evolving being, evolving with every tough circumstance, evolving with every bad memory, evolving with every regret. Her form was shifting constantly and all she needed to pay heed to was that it was shifting for the good, to be better than her previous self. And just like that, life had served to her in a pretty little platter, her purpose.  

Every waking moment, you have a choice. Of minimizing regret. We hardly think of the present in such a way, as a way of impacting our future, our children's future. We have somehow successfully disillusioned ourselves and have come to believe that the key decisions we make in life are thoroughly vetted, talked through and rationalized at important phases of our lives. By compartmentalizing thus, we fail to realize that it is these very passing moments that accumulate to become our life. What we do here and now is something we will either be proud of down the line, or something we will regret. It's like that game where your only choice is to play as the timer ticks on, without a pause button. So how will YOU spend this moment?

Someone said something referencing me. I spent hours thinking it over, again and again, until I had completely convinced myself that the comment was offensive and uncharacteristic of me. Slowly but surely, my mind worked its way to build a little pile of grudge for this person in question, that I could be duly reminded of every time this person came into view. And then, I stop in my tracks. No, that is not how life is meant to be lived! I have said this numerous times, life is fleeting, everything is transient. Shouldn’t his words be the same? Without having had the time or the inclination to have touched me, words spoken, absorbed and disappeared into the air that surrounds him and me. Much ado about nothing. Let it go.

Give to me, what life has to offer. I will welcome it all, with open arms. I will crane my neck to seek out new opportunities and live every moment as it is meant to be. I will not avoid, I will not disown and I will not shy away. For I will not be born again, not in this shape or form. So let me celebrate the life that this is, since my time here is too short. Why be afraid, why worry, I tell myself. I tell myself that this time, this space and all that matters is fleeting. Ups and downs, downs and ups, there will always be, it’s the rhythm of life. Why be afraid, why worry, it shan’t solve anything for me. Release it all to what surrounds you. Since you are simply a manifestation of truth, the truth that is you and all around you. Let it go, be free, for holding on to it is a misconception after all.