I remember when I went to australia with my husband in 2000. We went to Perth and across to Melbourne. We wanted to check out new Zealand but we said to ourselves “next time” we come back as we had planed to emigrate to Australia.
We did not emigrate to Australia. I have yet to see new Zealand.
How often in my life have I told myself “next time”. I will buy that crystal, or next time I will walk to the end of the beach.
Recently I went to Sedona to a retreat that is down a dirt road 2 hours from the airport. After the retreat we had a day or two days to check out the vortexes close-by. I had heard about Shaman’s cave, it is a tough hike in, quite remote-it is a place where shamans go to gain great spiritual insight.
I caught myself saying “next time we come we will plan a trip to the shamans cave”, putting it off assuming I will be back.
How often in my life do I delay joy, assuming I will experience it at a later date? What if Janice Joplin is right and “tomorrow never comes”.
What about fully enjoying a place while I am there. What if I were to say to myself “I may never be back here”. That is the real truth of life. Am I am just waking up from the dream….
Life is impermanent and constantly changing. What is real is this moment that is right in front of me, and the love that is available to me right here, right now.
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