What was in the wind?
It flew by me so fast I didn’t see it.
It was certainly a surprise that the wind would carry something so
fast.
But the actuality is that wind is simply a reflection of what we all
see with each passing day as we walk in front of the looking glass.
One day, we are a small child busy rushing to go outside and play.
Before we turn around, we are off to college, sometimes paying more
attention to what’s in the looking glass in hopes we might catch
someone else’s eye.
Then perhaps marriage and children and the glass reflects the wider
view to accommodate the added numbers.
As the gales come and go, we weather the storms of life.
The wind keeps blowing touching upon our hair bringing it touches of
gray and circling our mid-drift leaving a few pounds we did not want
left behind.
One day, we look around and wonder where it all went – the years,
the friends, the children. We see wind cross the glass and there
stands someone who we barely know. Perhaps its our father or mother,
or one of our grands looking back out at us.
The winds of time have passed our face so many times, the skin sags
downward.
No matter how much we pull upon it, we are unable to take away the
wind’s impact.
Some of us even see our hair flying along with the stream as it
let’s go from the strain of the force.
But no matter how fast it seems the wind pushes upon the streams of
our life, we are ultimately riding a similar breeze as everyone who
has come before and millions who walk along beside us.
We may guide how we accept the blowing winds, take them in stride and
realize that while the looking glass may not always reflect what we
desire, within our own head, we are who we always desired to be.
Of course realizing, that no one else has to live within our looking
glass image. When we accept that, then we can smile back at ourselves
knowing that we our holding strong upon our sails and guiding our
vessel in the direction we hope.
So, what was that, that flew by, just another day, another month,
another year, in the winds of time.
Let us ride them happily, hopefully and graciously towards our
destination beyond the looking glass.
