This week in The Field
I was thinking this morning at whatever 5 am time it was and I couldn't clear my baggy, bleary eyes enough to see which orifice to stick my toothbrush in, that thisÂ middle age thing is hard to do. I don't have the energy orÂ motivation I used to have, and so I require more sit and think timeÂ than I ever did before. It's like life is slowing down around me,Â body, mind, and soul, and I don't bounce back as easily as I used to.
Now, that I can put up with, it just honestly getsÂ scaryÂ sometimes when we remember that we still have a few dreams of our own to chase down in this lifeÂ yet, and it feels like the energy and strength required to chase thoseÂ dreams is slowly ebbing away, and with it goes our hopes and a fewÂ plans.
In one sense we fear loosing those dreams to poor health, while in another sense some of our dreams are being answered right here in The Field.
Isn't that life? Â Caught between the here and now and the yet to come. Living life fully today while holding on to a few dreams not yet seen.
Yeah, it is life, and it's good to have dreams and hopes and to learn theÂ disciplineÂ of living in the present. Because if you live only down the road a ways, you will miss all the gifts that today has for you.
There you go. If there is a lesson required for today, that is it.
Gotta get home now. Crepes for supper, then a meeting tonight and the week is in full swing.