**Just 2 notes before you begin reading/listening.
FIRST: In referencing “blessings,” I would like to say that I believe what I consider blessings comes with a range of feelings between negative and positive, laws of opposition. Life is a full bucket of challenges, but I believe there is a depth and purpose to all happenings and adventures in my life. Living life means inhaling slow and deep, exhaling slower and choosing to see, hear, and feel it all.
SECOND (most importantly): I believe we all dream of adventures, exploring is in our nature.
Off we go . . .
Tick-tock and a hook,
so the story goes.
But what if . . .
the story is life?
A hook and tick-tock.
Hey, step back and wait a minute or two, longer or forever!??? These words came to me as I lay on my back thinking of my life and last two posts on touching clouds and merging paths. All things connect like the threads of a tapestry behind the beautifully, intricate patterned masterpiece facing outward. Then I began writing.
(An aside: I thoroughly enjoy the movie Hook. I must to watch it again.)
I believe everything happens for a reason, a purpose. Nothing is accidental, by chance, predetermined, fated, or coincidence (my opinion and experience). I do, however, also believe in foreordination.
What do I mean? Beginning, as recorded in scriptures, of this earth’s history, there is evidence of organization and structure built upon obedience to (what we identify) as laws. Either unknown to our finite minds or learned through experimentation, hypothesis, and tested theories, it seems to me, there are no exceptions to qualify for divine assistance. He is always available, but sometimes we are not.
I believe and have faithful confidence in God. My experiences with Him I identify as spiritual manifestations encouragingly guiding, leading, teaching, and instructing me. Prerequisites for enlightened understanding and vision, preparation and a readiness to accept great treasures of divinely inspired guidance, help, and healing touches are mine to claim with sincere effort. I trust these specific blessings and miracles, foreordained in his timing, will manifest themselves at pivotal points in my life, all for a purpose and the enrichment of those within my sphere of influence and responsibility.
Because I love Him and He, I, instructional moments (metaphoric and symbolic) along forested mountainous hiking trails appear when observing my environment. Miraculously, my perspective, knowledge and vision increase, magnifying my abilities.
Marked trails, human and animal footpaths all wind through unknown terrains exciting an adventure in unearthing hidden gems. Enriching experiences and opportunities via many paths of life merge in my heart. Despite trepidation, curiosity, warnings or enticements, I choose either foolishly, impetuously, hesitatingly or wisely. He provides miraculous instruments of influence, encouragement, and love. Strangers pass by. Once in a while, another sees, stops, and together we struggle, overcome hiking obstacles in abiding friendship.
Everyone makes choices based on some form of reasoning, influence, or circumstance beyond our control. I consider myself blessed by encounters with others whose decisions at particular moments mark important waypoints along adventurous journeys where miracles occur.
Sometimes, by looking through the rearview mirror, perspective changes angles and sightlines, aiding in understanding experiences. Don’t look too long because that invites dangerous possibilities and emotional attachments fogging up our mirrors. Accept, feel, acknowledge, wipe tears with expressions of gratitude, and look forward, however, limited your view.
My Adventure
A lovingly wrapped gift, my life,
holds within the greatest treasure
this woman will ever behold.
Each precious layer etched with strife
and rich blessings beyond measure
this woman solemnly will hold.
A quiver, full of choicest arrows,
strapped firmly to my seeking heart,
this woman kneels undauntedly
beneath a dew-lined quilted veil,
nigh the altar of purity.
Sanctify my soul through sorrows,
shadows surrounded by light’s guard,
this woman emerges humbly,
touching living waters’ trail,
nigh the altar of eternity.
Choices, an incredible opportunity and responsibility, allows us to define ourselves. They breathe life, or possibly death, into the world around and within us, being interactive with consequential applications.
Obscured, eternal vision, caused by many variables, contributes to the failure of grasping the extent of our influence upon ourselves and others. The rippling effects attract positive or negative interactions, much like a magnetic field. And the clock ticks.
Tick-tock and a hook,
so the story goes.
But what if . . .
the story is life?
A hook and tick-tock.
Crocodiles and ships in the lands of eternity.
An adventure of a lifetime or a lifetime of adventure?
The choice is yours.
A hook and tick-tock!
Life Happens . . . so Make it An Adventure.
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© Vicki Nicholls June 2021
