That title just popped into my mind. I know it’s a common question for all of us. Mostly we have no way of knowing. We like to imagine that our future will develop in a linear way, based on our past. I guess this gives us some comfort and a sense of predictability.
I remember a friend sending me a quote from a woman whose name I can’t remember. She had a very intense near-death experience, and was healed completely of terminal cancer afterwards. She was in a coma when it happened. She was skin and bones. She had tumors everywhere, and the tumors had metastasized. She felt love like nothing she had ever come close to experiencing in her lifetime, while she was in this coma. Doctors were never able to even begin to explain her full recovery, which happened in a very short period of time.
In her quote, she said something about how setting goals can limit us. Because in her mind, what the universe has in store for us is so much greater than anything we could ever imagine for ourselves.
At the time, I was annoyed by the this comment. I thought it rather simplistic, and felt it was too generalized.
I still don’t necessarily agree with her 100 percent. At some level though, I belive that I understand what she meant.
I wonder if I would have ever learned to walk, had I known what I was going to endure within my lifetime? I often feel like I don’t trust the future. Or that it will certainly get worse for me than it’s already been!
Really, I have no idea of how my life will shift through the passing years. Truth be told, I don’t want to know! It’s amazing what we survive through. I can’t honestly anticipate how much sorrow and how much joy will come up to meet me as I move forward. None of us can. It’s one of the many difficult things about being human. We are so blind-so much is hidden from us. Yet we take those steps forward. Some days we’re paralyzed by fear, but usually we are able to get past the terror.
The older I get, the more I am convinced that we need the utmost compassion to blossom. So much of the pain we experience is pushed aside. How many times have you heard, “Life isn’t fair, get used to it!”, or some similar statement that cuts you to your core?
We pretend to be adults. We pretend that we know exactly what we’re doing. Really, we are children, forever. It’s important that we remember this. We step into the darkness unsteadily, uncertain of what will meet us there. But we continue to take the steps. I think living takes bravery. Most likely, no one else will hug you, and tell you how courageous you are for living your life. Please don’t forget to tell yourself.