Time passages...

Time is its own agent. It passes so quickly and life is eerily and inseparably connected to time.

Time is ever reflective of the fact that we are on a journey that was never intended for the faint of heart, complacent, fearful or idle minded. We must choose to actively participate, explore with wonder, excitement, anticipation and, for good measure, a sense of caution, this life that is in a constant state of movement and change. The alternative is to find ourselves plunked down on a couch in front of a large screen, living our lives vicariously through the passions and accomplishments of others, only to one day find that we have not lived at all and what we have to show for our choice is a dent in the couch and a sense of emptiness and unfulfilled dreams that we all but set on a shelf, resigned to and embracing mediocrity (at best) as our measure of existence.

Who can say for sure what compelled me to write this? I only know that it is a truth in my life that I get one shot at this. There are no do-overs. This is it. We are given a number of days and are created with a purpose, instilled with a hope that is stirred with a sense of expectancy, curiosity and maybe even a smidgen of rebellion...meant to keep us going...moving...excited, hopeful for a new day, new beginning, new opportunity. What role do you play in your life? Are you a passenger? Are you lulled to a state of sleep because you sit idly on the sofa living your life through the passions and accomplishments of others? Have you forgotten that you are to be an active participant? Life is what we make it. I can only encourage you to make the most of this day...it is here, fresh and new...waiting to be authored by you.