Inside my home, I hear speckles of rain falling on the floor in a constant melody. On the roof a puddle builds in the linings of trickled water, sending a splash onto the face of the concrete paved closed to the sliding glass door. The fence that holds the privacy of the backyard is wet on the top. For the boards that stick out, they catch each dew drop applied by the heavens. Yet when I gaze from the back, not seeing it all openly, the majority is dry, but I could imagine it to be cold if I would attempt touching. This may sound like a picture of an ordinary rainy day that we may have in common. Though, the question pulses within the kinds of inspection. Where is the beauty in that of a rainy day?
Applying ourselves toward life is like acting upon with the definition of intelligence. Intelligence is our ability to acquire and use knowledge as well as skill. It is a system of building, laying the foundations to create an understanding and cohesiveness to interact. The interaction creates a bond between you and life. Life being for what and also who you are in connection with.
After many passing years, there is an age where a person is considered to be old. It could be the pores on the skin with signs of wrinkles. Or it could be the movement constricted due to a bad back. There could be gray hairs on the head settled amongst the scalp. There is a time realizing when a person is old enough. Though, during this time, a person can be old and wise.
While there are many chances to make a step forward in life, we need to make it worthwhile. The little efforts trying to tell the story of our lives, may put us in the subject toward the path of a greater good. Bringing up life, we need to pay close attention to quality versus quantity. There is a quality of actions that we do. Each action we touch upon has a power. Though, the discerning ability between quality or quantity matters. Putting all your eggs into one basket can help, though be sure that it is in good care. Quantity is a bit obvious, though look not at many to spread you thin. Instead, the importance of support is in great need for our life.
A voyage across the Atlantic ocean made a way to a new frontier in hopes to build a greater potential of life. Sailing across the unknown guided by the sun during the days, stars by night, and love of life, Christopher Columbus is a famous traveler written in our history to discover a new world.
While living one page at a time, sometimes I wonder about the moment completing a chapter. I don’t want a climax and definitely not a last chapter. Living life is a process. So it is a process to write our lives with each page turned. Each and every page, has its subtleties that grow with fascination. What type of book are you living? Is it an adventure, mystery, suspense, romance, thriller, fiction or non-fiction?
This is tale of life between the young and old…
A priest was in charge of the garden within a famous Zen temple. He had been given the job because he loved the flowers, shrubs, and trees. Next to the temple there was another, smaller temple where there lived a very old Zen master. One day, when the priest was expecting some special guests, he took extra care in tending to the garden. He pulled the weeds, trimmed the shrubs, combed the moss, and spent a long time meticulously raking up and carefully arranging all the dry autumn leaves. As he worked, the old master watched him with interest from across the wall that separated the temples.