Life in Motion

How did it get so late so soon?
It's night before it's afternoon.
December is here before it's June.
My goodness how the time has flewn.
How did it get so late so soon?
~Dr. Seuss

Sometimes I forget about it...or at least refuse to be aware. It has been such a busy year--the past month especially--and now Christmas and the year's end is just around the corner. But then when I slow down I remember. Sometimes I just need to stop and take a breath. And this is what I was thinking as I pushed the Mundo up the Plank of Gratefulness today, and as I stopped to look at the withered weeds and plants pictured above. It's an image of where--just a brief time ago--I grew vegetables. It seems like just a few days ago that I was relishing in the fact that it was the longest day of the year and now--in two days--it will be the shortest (and darkest). Oddly, as I looked at the shriveled plants they looked beautiful to me. So after pushing the Mundo into the living-room (yes I keep my bikes in my living-room) I grabbed my camera and snapped a few photos. And as I was taking the photos--zooming in on them--it occurred to me that nothing is permanent on this physical plane in which we currently reside; everything is in transition...it always has and always will be. Life moves on and we must move with it. And with the sake of sounding hokey (as if I haven't already) I also think that each of us has a purpose in this current incarnation which we find ourselves....whether we ever realize it or not. I'll get off my little soapbox-pulpit now. Carpe Diem. 

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

 ¹ There is a time for everything,
   and a season for every activity under the heavens:
 ² a time to be born and a time to die,
   a time to plant and a time to uproot,
 ³ a time to kill and a time to heal,
   a time to tear down and a time to build,
 ⁴ a time to weep and a time to laugh,
   a time to mourn and a time to dance,
 ⁵ a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
   a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
 ⁶ a time to search and a time to give up,
   a time to keep and a time to throw away,
 ⁷ a time to tear and a time to mend,
   a time to be silent and a time to speak,
 ⁸ a time to love and a time to hate,
   a time for war and a time for peace.


Urban Simplicity.