Sometimes life’s circumstances whisk us away, up and into the air like leaves floating, always floating, directionless, lost, tumbling leaves of living carried by winds of change. At other times, the backdraft of someone’s choices sucks us into circumstances that bat us around until we bruise in heart and mind. Even when winds of healthy …
Brushes with Destiny
The concept of destiny intrigues me. I imagine this dark stranger in a long black trench coat with black hat pulled down. He brushes against my shoulder as I bustle along life’s path, and my heart leaps with this indescribable desire to follow him. Yet in real life it plays out more like this. I …
Puddle Jumping
I wish I could go through life jumping from one puddle of destiny to the next.   Unfortunately, real living often includes large sections of hot, black asphalt.    This morning a puddle of destiny came to me; I merely had to turn and step, in order to land smack dab in the middle.  I confess, …
The Ironic Side of Destiny
I cannot stop thinking about the strange and mysterious nature of destiny. I often envision something years before its fulfillment. Then I push and strive to make it materialize. Unfortunately, my grasping seems to only go so far before it ends up in disappointment. I go for the cake and end up gnawing on the wax candle. Once …
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