Last night I was listening to Astral Weeks. I've been
listening to Van Morrison's growly voice float off the stereo singing about
"gardens all wet with rain" for as long as I can remember. That record
is linked to so many happy memories from drastically different periods of my life
and it has this way of muting whatever problems are currently nagging at me and
instead causing me to reflect. My birthday is next week, and when I look
back at the last year, I'm smiling, and I'm smiling as I move forward into the
next one. This is not because I didn't make a whole lot of mistakes last
year, and it is not because I am perfect and it is not because I have
everything all figured out. My contentment doesn't come with being 100%
satisfied with myself and it does not mean I am finished improving. I
have made a lot of mistakes and unfortunately there have been many times I have
acted selfishly and times I have hurt people when I could have helped
them. Yes, I am proud of the ways in which I've grown, but I am still
determined to try harder and grow stronger. This ease of mind does
not come with surrender; instead, it comes with acceptance-- accepting
that I am extremely blessed, accepting that there is a time for everything, and
accepting that I can always find a reason to smile.
Photograph by Audrey.
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