Thursday, July 15, 2010

Doers and Dreamers

When I turned forty, and that was a few years back, it was like a sudden new awareness of my mortality. As busy as I was being a wife, mom, nurse and tender of a small country farm, I still longed for more. I knew there must be something special for me to do , in the great plan of the universe. So I began to write.

I remember how, after my farm chores were done, and the house was silent after the family was off to school and work, I took my pen in hand and poured it all out with gusto. I was filled with words that poured out of me , like water through a sieve. "Seek and Ye Shall Find "was my title.

It began as such." Somewhere, long ago, in the meadows of time, between yesterday when I was not, and tomorrow when I will not be, are the deep still waters of life for which I have often searched. How I longed to go there and glimpse the reflections of life that I might know all things and be wise."

I wrote about 25 pages of philosophical thoughts and sent the copies off to about ten publishers. Lacking writing skills to perfect it, of course it was returned to me. I was not meant to be a publisher then but I found immense satisfaction in the fact that I penned those words on paper, for me, if for nobody else. I still look at it periodically and remember how young and optimistic I was.

We are not always recognized by the world, for things we do and that is okay. The point of it all is that we try to express ourselves by sharing our lives and our feelings with others. Each page of our life is being written, minute by minute, and whether we know it or not, what we do does matter. Like ripples in a stream, we all connect somehow, either as doers or dreamers.

Never will we know all things and be wise, as I once penned in my youthful longing. Life is a journey with many side roads leading us one way or another. The choice is ours and whichever we choose, that will be the best.

Our life is that space between the dates on our gravestone. The world may not know, but God and those who matter do know.

Live it well, dear friend.