I’m about to turn 47 years old. To some, to me, that is almost 50. To others, I am still young, yet.
It’s been within the past few years – this past year with my physical health issues, especially – that I am now seeing life as it is, as a whole.
My “growing up” years, when I was being molded by my parents, neighbors, and friends. My young adult years, getting married, having children and nurturing them for a short period in my, and their lives. Struggling with relationships.
My true formative years, when I moved far away from my home state, went to college, and made a career for myself. Struggling, still, with relationships.
A one constant hung in the back of my mind, even still to this day. Something I never let go of. Something that led me, or held me back. I have a version of that constant, and I have been satisfied with what I have been given.
But life. We may have more than one, some people think “this” is the only one.
I think our life force comes back. Our consciousness. Into a new baby body, to start the cycle of life again. With memory that does not completely get stored as a long-term memory, because our infant brains haven’t made enough neural connections to do so. Maybe.
But the consciousnesses – I will call them souls – recycle into new bodies. I think we recognize other souls that have lived past lives with us.
Perhaps, before we are even born, our souls know each other and communicate.
Perhaps we choose to be reborn together, but get lost to each other in human bodies, or extraterrestrial bodies (think about that), and enjoy a game of hide-and-seek with each other. Can we find each other and fall in love, over and over again throughout eternity?
So, here we are, back in this life. The real life is the one we know right now. This one chance, maybe. I am almost 47 years old. Almost 50. I don’t know when I will die. Or what will happen to those I leave behind.
Life will go on, that I know. I’ve seen it and experienced it enough to know that for sure.
We have this one life right now. From my vantage point, life is not about where we end up at the end. That is too fleeting.
Life is about the journey and what you do along the way. Who you are at each moment.
Enjoy your moment right now. And keep doing that for every right now that you experience. That is all we really have.
Thank you for reading.
Lisa
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