Last night, Brenda and I were talking about another aspect of life. We always do, and it always helps us both to get a better perspective of where we are at, and going. We were walking around the lake near our home, which was especially quiet and deep yesterday. It is a place that is one of our favorites.
She talked about how she wishes that there would come a time that she was finally free of all that it is that she keeps dealing with about herself, over and over again in this lifetime. She wished it would be done already. She equated it with being on a merry go round, going around and around over and over again.
I can easily identify, as I have often in my life wanted the same thing. Wanted to believe that this time would be the last time that I would have to deal with a particular issue or struggle. That I was tired of dealing with my body, or addiction, or communication, or being disconnected from my feelings. That I wanted to be at the end of the lessons already.
Then, within the last year, I finally figured out in this world that there is no there, there. That even though I want to not ever compare my body to others again, or worry about addictive behaviors of some sort in my life, or not lie awake in the night worrying over an interaction, it is not likely that those will ever fully go away. They have gotten better, and they plague me less often, and for shorter periods of time, but they still nag at me from time to time.
Brenda is so right; it is just like a merry go round, that we get on, and we don’t ever seem to be able to get off. It doesn’t move from its spot, yet we go around, away from the issue, but come right back to it again. That is life.
Life is a merry go round, cliche as that may sound. And, the great thing is:
Life is a Merry Go Round. That means, color, fun, magic, music, and brass rings.
What could be wrong with that?