Lilica in front of the shoe lockers of her kindergarten's entrance
Each day makes the journey worthwile since each moment that passes brings with it a reason to hope and an opportunity to grow. This cooler season of fall clears the air with crisp hues, while it presents honest questions. When will we make a home, that is, build our own house? How long will we stay in Japan? Is it a good idea to move the family to the States? Should I pursue a PhD or an ED? Should I just continue to seek other professional development opportunities? Is teaching the only dream I can fulfill? What about acting, writing and singing?
With these and many more subtle nuances of future planning, I take in the fresh air that signals to my lungs a surge of positive energy is about to envelope me. I then exhale out all of the negativity, the doubts, the anger and the frustrations. I can learn more Japanese. I will make a better relationship with my wifey. I definitely am able to seek more constructive ways in raising our Lilica and instilling her with a deep respect for words of an authority, while honoring the shining, individual performer that she is becoming.
The art in each of us rings true with our own melodies, the rhythms of our pulses. The voices of our ancestors still echo in our minds. All the while, our future generations pace anxiously, anticipating our choice of our lives` paths. Thus, they can be born into something better, something more concrete and something more engaging. We have that power to decide the direction of our lives and all of these lives, bound together by honor, by blood, by ancestry and by harmony. It chooses us, this power, just as we choose it. We can collaborate all that we have in order to find the equilibrium of our minds and balance the relationships of our existence.
It just takes a first step, a written page, a dream reignited, a smile. We have all of the abilities that we need to have, when we need to have them. It's just a matter of timing that reveals our strengths and weaknesses. We can learn from our mistakes and transform those lessons into steadier steps on the path of a true human being. It's called channeling energy. It's called the connection to the Great Mystery. It is a faith that is hope unbound by limit, prayer unbound by time. It is a collective reassertation of the spiritual renewal that flows through us all.
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