Unseen Wind

In mid life, Becky and I have come together again. Then, in High School as now, in mid life, Becky excites and attracts me still. We talk and we dream, we think about what would be great. We joined our separate lives into one, greater life. We cemented our bond in holy matrimony and here we are.

Becky has her mind and I have my mind. We have our mind. Our mind is greater than my mind or her mind. Some physicists have stated that thought is behind all combinations of matter and energy in some mysterious way. Albert Einstein wrote in one of his books that when he was a young arithmetician he searched for a fixed point on which to base equations. Instead he found the truth that in all of creation absolute rest is impossible. Life's a journey. There's no such thing as the status quo. Every particle of matter, every wave of energy is ever moving through space and time.

Middle age is a time of enlightenment. Because we journey we can look back on our youth. We can know the minds of today's youth. Sometimes this ability may tempt us to lament, "...If only I knew then what I now know..." Life is too short for long lamentations. We, like physicists, have the ability to create combinations of matter and energy in our minds. What we create with our minds are eventually made manifest in reality.

An unseen wind blows us all where our sails are set to take us. Becky and I have combined our minds and have set sail toward our dreams. Sometimes we sail under and over enormous waves. The wind roars and gathers the waters which rise to fearsome heights and crash to terrible depths. We are tossed to and fro like dolls. We are at our wits end. We get religion while the storm rages; we pray to survive. Then when the day dawns fresh and clear once again we remember our desired haven. Faith is restored. We are survivors and we are stronger. We acknowledge the power that brought us through as we make our way to safe harbor. We are thankful.