"Everything suggests a beyond." ~Isabella Bird
I discovered the quoted phrase by Isabella Bird from an adult coloring book--by adult, I mean, intended for adults as a means of portable relaxation and not whatever connotation your corrupted mind has conjured...which means I thought of whatever you thought too. On the one hand, adult coloring book can be a lazy or abbreviated way of describing an adult who is coloring a book--a Noun+Present Tense Verb+Noun. Now how about the ways to interpret monkey-eating eagle? Obviously an eagle that eats monkeys right? But if you just heard it, then you would think that it was the monkey eating the eagle--as in a Noun+Present Tense Verb+Noun. Anyway, this isn't today's topic.
Today's topic is as what the title states, everything suggests a beyond. There are many ways to interpret that statement. Right now, based on my current circumstances and what has happened so far in the distant and recent past, I feel that I'm being told that everything is a lesson for what is to come... The beyond could mean: in an hour or tomorrow or in the next five years. I'm spent. I am so spent.
I had a conversation about this last night with my husband who was so patient about my ruminations on spirituality, enduring obstacles, the what-did-I-do-to-deserve-these-series-of-emotional-events? Anxiety about how aging and medical issues are constant reminders of my finite life. And then our daughter entered our room and boom-boom-boom, we had a medical emergency. I had little sleep--my husband probably had none. Regardless, here we are on a Monday and things have generally been sorted out--for now...really, what doesn't destroy you makes you stronger.
Only my husband, some family members, and a handful of gut friends know the story of yours truly. Let's just say that I appreciate all the uneventful moments of my life. Uneventful means balanced, mundane, average---and I am absolutely grateful for that. That, my friends, is my beyond.
Today's topic is as what the title states, everything suggests a beyond. There are many ways to interpret that statement. Right now, based on my current circumstances and what has happened so far in the distant and recent past, I feel that I'm being told that everything is a lesson for what is to come... The beyond could mean: in an hour or tomorrow or in the next five years. I'm spent. I am so spent.
I had a conversation about this last night with my husband who was so patient about my ruminations on spirituality, enduring obstacles, the what-did-I-do-to-deserve-these-series-of-emotional-events? Anxiety about how aging and medical issues are constant reminders of my finite life. And then our daughter entered our room and boom-boom-boom, we had a medical emergency. I had little sleep--my husband probably had none. Regardless, here we are on a Monday and things have generally been sorted out--for now...really, what doesn't destroy you makes you stronger.
Only my husband, some family members, and a handful of gut friends know the story of yours truly. Let's just say that I appreciate all the uneventful moments of my life. Uneventful means balanced, mundane, average---and I am absolutely grateful for that. That, my friends, is my beyond.
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