Aim high, ride easy, trust the Universe
I was thinking about how random life can be. How each of our days are made up of moments and, unless we stop to connect the dots, they get lost and before we know it's another year and another life
A friend of mine - an old friend (not old in her years - or mine for that matter - but old in how long we've known each other) was injured the day before yesterday. We're both horse riders and, for the most part, supremely blessed not to have had major injuries to date (considering that horses are pretty large animals) But she was hurt, and badly so.
I know she's looking back on life - things - moments - and appreciating how blessed she is (despite the screws and wires; broken teeth and bones) but she's here.
What is it about youth that makes us careless and age that makes us cautious? Actually I don't think that cautious is the right word I think it's 'aware'. Age offers us the opportunity to understand life's lessons whereas youth just swallows them and moves on without the necessary appreciation of the knowledge we've just garnered.
In my youth I struggled with melancholy choosing to listen to sad songs and crying big tears of not knowing. As I gathered the years I replaced the tears with smiles, the sad songs with happy ones and the 'not knowing' with understanding.
It started with being in the moment, connecting the dots and seeing the bigger picture of life because its our dreams that make our stories and what are we without those?