Runaway Train

It is a slow moving, runaway train coming at you. 

You can't see it, or hear it, but you

can feel it. You know it's heading your way. And it has no mercy for you. 

It doesn't care if you get masacred in it's path.

*YOU ARE IN IT"S WAY* 

You can get out of it's way, or you can be steam rolled by it. One way or the

other, it doesn't care. 

It has no understanding of the damage it can do. It just wants its way. It doesn't 

care if it blows over you and your entire family, home, job, community. It doesn't even care

if it ruins itself in the course of it's action. 

IT JUST WANTS IT"S WAY. 

So, you understand... until it sets its course in a different direction, it's coming for you.

Until someone can flip the switch for it to take a different track, it is still on the track that's coming toward

YOU. 

It'll stop in other towns, and it will take on other passengers on it's way. Whatever

feeds the machine. It'll pick up more weight so when it crushes you the blow will be mightier still. 

 And the conductor is the devil. 

So we pray for the angels and God to 

derail the train and send it back to hell, or bring it back into the light and get it off 

OUR TRACK. 

Taking Time

We rush around every day to the next task and seldom

 stop to just do nothing at all. 

The beauty is in nothingness, if you know how to look at it.

 I like being alone. And I like the tv off. And I Iike to just sit and watch

leaves falling from trees and I like the radio off in the car sometimes. 

I don't always like to continuously be thinking. 

You have to turn it off sometimes.

It's that way with your computer, and your smart phones and GPS and

all the other things that interrupt life.  You need to turn it off sometimes.

Children are dying for their parents attention. Turn it all off and look 

at that beautiful thing you created. It won't be there for long and

trust me you will be wishing you'd turned your eyes and ears on them

because they'll grow up and out. 

You can be in a room with someone and not have to say one word and

it can be beautiful and say everything that words don't need to.

My daughter and I had a day together today, just the two of us.

We watched a few House Hunters episodes. We watched the leaves

falling outside the big front window.

She worked on her scrapbook and I put family pictures on Facebook for my 

dear husbands family. 

We sat at the breakfast table talking and listening to good music: Zac Brown, Nora Jones, Ray Lamontagne, Jack Johnson. 

There wasn't a lot to it, but it meant the world. 

Connect without having to entertain or purchase anything. 

Just be together.

It's not just good for them. It's good for you, too! 

Your Last Sunset?

Orange, late summer sunsets.

Seems a lot of them lately have been

on our backs as we head home in the evenings. 

And I stop to notice them. 

We decided Friday night's sunset was the most beautiful 

we've ever seen.

To the West, a golden glow with clouds opening up 

for rays of light to fan out overhead like angels wings 

and to the East a rainbow lasting over an hour in a

thunderstorm cloud cover. 

I am very thankful I have someone who stops with me

to express gratitude for a sunset.

Last night, we were on our way home in the evening as the

sun was setting. 

We were coming home from the hospital where my husband's sister

lay dying of cancer.

We shared a quiet drive home and almost there, I turned to the

West to see yet another breathtaking sunset, and a big ball of golden

light radiating from the mountains. 

I could not help but wonder if this would be Evelyn's last sunset.

Certainly the sun is setting on her life. 

I think about these kinds of things. 

We all have our time. Our sun rises and our sun sets. 

We all go about our busy lives and I wonder how we

can get so busy we don't stop to appreciate a beautiful sunset. And there

are people out there who don't. 

It's been very much in the forefront of my mind how fast time flies lately.

I should have maybe yet another 30 good years ahead of me.

But I don't know when my time will come.

My final sunset.

We never know. 

But we should be stopping to appreciate the ones we can see right now, while we 

are here on this earth.

You might know by now I'm no so much talking about appreciating sunsets. 

I'm talking about appreciating what we have, and what we don't have. 

Making the most of our lives NOW. Or making the most of the least, in simplifying 

our lives. Calming down. Loving. Being patient. Our health. Paying attention.

Living and letting live. 

It's going fast, life. 

I hope you choose to stop and have a look at your next sunset. 

You never know when it may be your last. Savor it. 

Just Breathe

 Just Breathe.

You are exactly where you are supposed to be. 

 Open the window, and let the air in.

And the sun. 

NOT all who wander are lost.

But in case you are lost, just stop, stand still, and

breathe. 

Eventually you find your way home again.

And sometimes home is not where you thought it was, 

but instead, a delightful place you never imagined.

Sometimes you have to let go of old baggage, and stop looking

in the rear view mirror. You're not going back there anymore.

Stop looking out that window expecting to see the same thing over and over again. 

Let the rain wash away the old footprints of the path where 

you came from, and see the scenery change. Look out the window and expect something different. Make fresh tracks. 

 Stop worrying about things you don't need to worry about. Stop thinking

about things you cannot change.

And start thinking about the things you CAN change. 

See what beauty is already around you, and always was. 

Believe that being happy isn't about anything but what is inside of you, 

and the possibilities that wait to unfold. 

  

You are right where you are supposed to be. 

Just breathe.

And know everything is going to be okay.