Spiritual Respite

The following post is irregular for my writing style and also unique due to the fascinating experience I am living through:

How often do we intentionally create moments of bonding with the people that we have the fondest memories with?  For me, the answer is not enough and the fundamental truth is because I let life live instead of living my life.  How often do we give in to sinking into a couch that can relax the tensest of muscles, or some other sedative vice, instead of practicing discipline life?  How often do we put a foot down on the neck of our fears and explore something we’re curious about?  For some, this isn’t even a problem, but for so many others like myself there is a need for growth, a void that misdirects us from our natural sense of equilibrium with ourselves, the world, or the transcendent.  There is a thirst that can never be quenched with the world and its shallow promises of happiness and takes a life-long-journey to experience. 

For me, I really wish I could be with my family and go hiking with them.  I don’t know how long I will have my parents, or how often I’ll be able to visit my brother.  Every day swiftly transitions into the next, where the potential moments of love, understanding, and memories disappear like tears in rain.  Every day is an opportunity, no matter how constrained by responsibilities and requirements, to open our heart, mind, and soul to God, to others, and to ourselves.

Our identity, our perception of who we are is framed with culture, mores, expectations…programming. Even through the finest of modern enrichments, there still seems to be something that is yet to be explored and experienced through intentional yet un-expectant curiosity.

So basically, there are some things that I have had on my to-do list for a while and I will take them with the spirit of exploring and submission of expectation and open my heart to God.  Is there something you’re afraid of, is there a dream that you have forgotten to exist?