The Ironies of Life

 

Life’s ironies are the result of continual changes taking place, and they can feel like a blessing or a curse, depending on our desires,  for the same rain welcomed by the flowers is mourned by picnickers wishing for a sunny day. However, a world without the varying seasons would be intolerably dull; the mill of life requires some grist.

Life’s cycles with its twists and turns often make it seem like we’re living many lifetimes within this one. Each step of the way, though, builds on the one before it. When nothing seems to help, I think of the stone cutter hammering away at a rock perhaps a hundred times without as much as a crack showing on it.   Yet, at the hundred and first blow, it splits in two. I know it was not that blow that did it, but the hundred that had gone before as well.

Door open and close, energies rise and fall, and we are challenged to align our lives with the cycles of time and embrace each season for its own gifts. Each of us, in our own way, in our own time, is learning to open to the timeless unfolding of all the seasons of life.

George Washington Carver eloquently expressed this when he wrote, ” How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving, and tolerant of the weak and the strong for someday in your life you will have been all of these.”

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