Life’s Journeys

Moving forward and growing should be a part of life, at least that’s how I see it. We all need to continue to grow or we become stagnant and  miss out on the things that are waiting for us. Still it doesn’t seem like this is always a comfortable journey, support coming from surprising places and sometimes being absent in places where one would most expect it.

 Sometimes it’s hard to watch others grow and blossom, knowing we might lose all or part of them. We may panic and tighten our grasp. Sometimes, if they grow in a different direction, we do lose them, but they must go on and find the things they need. Sometimes we just have to ride the wave with them, and when we do, we can walk side by side, supporting them on that journey. The person we knew may be gone in some ways but we stand to gain in knowing the person they will become. 

As we journey, we carry the ones we love with us, that love never ceasing. My children have been amazing and insightful as I have changed in these last few months. It has not been easy for them, as in the beginning I pulled deep within myself and was not there for anyone. Still they walk by my side as they always have, and I realize how very fortunate I am to have such a love with me.

For those who would choose to be upset by these changes, do not attempt to stand in the way, rather stand by their side with support. In doing so perhaps you, in turn, will take the journey as well. This morning I was on the blog of a friend, and she posted the following by Hermann Hesse. It seemed appropriate, so I am posting it here.

As every flower fades and as all youth
departs, so life at every stage,
so every virtue, so our grasp of truth
blooms in its day and may not last forever.
Since life may summon us at every age,
be ready, heart, for parting, new endeavor;
be ready bravely and without remorse
to find new light that old ties cannot give.
In all beginnings dwells a magic force
for guarding us and helping us to live.

Serenely let us move to distant places
and let no sentiments of home detain us.
The Cosmic Spirit seeks not to restrain us
but lifts us stage by stage to wider spaces.
If we accept a home of our own making
Familiar habit makes for indolence.
We must prepare for parting and leave-taking
Or else remain the slaves of permanence

Even the hour of our death may send
us speeding off to fresh and newer spaces,
and life may summon us to newer races.
So be it, heart: bid farewell without end.

Herman Hesse   


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