“C’est la vie!,” photograph by Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com
Perpetual Motion…Life, vita, vida, vie…whichever way you pronounce it, it never stands still.
“I am a spiritual being having a human experience. My life is a continual unfoldment of my divine potential.” (Author unknown)
With this new season of freshness, growth and renewal upon us, I can’t help but think of how life is in perpetual motion. Life itself is a constant cycle of birth, growth, death, and rebirth, growth, and on it goes. The seasons demonstrate this circle of movement so well. The dark, cold shadow of winter, can sometimes feel like death with its subdued bleakness surrounding us. The early light and sprouting vitality of spring is reminiscent of the joy and brightness that we experience in our youth. The intense heat of summer’s blaze is equal to the confidence and strength that propels us along through our adult years. Alas, the crowning glory that comes with a lifetime of wisdom and knowledge, fades as quietly as does the fullness of autumn’s majestic colors…life drifts away into subtle hues of gray…and darkness rules once again for a season.
“Yet you do not know what tomorrow will bring. What is your life? For you are a mist that appears for a little time and then vanishes.” James 4:14
Life, vita, vida,vie…whichever way you pronounce it, it never stands still. It is fascinating to see this principle in every living thing. Plants sprout from seeds that have been sowed beneath rich, dark soil where they appear to be dead. Before long, tiny green leaves develop and buds blossom in the matchless beauty of delicate petals that are seemingly here today, and gone tomorrow. But oh what sweetness their fragrance brings. And when they are spent, their perfume lingers for all to enjoy.
“Vibrance,” photograph by Felecia R. Weber, OntheWingofaDove.com
As with all living things, we all serve a purpose and its meaning fold during every stage of our lives. We live our days through season after season, year after year. Like the showers of spring help to grow the brilliance of a field of wildflowers in the summertime; our tears wash away our pain and disappointment, making way for the glimmer of a smile when good news comes. The pensive mood that brews when watching a leaf bursting with russet hues falling gently to the ground in autumn, mimics the way we feel when we realize how much of our lives have already been lived. There is something starkly compelling about peering out at a winterscape from a window, safe and warm inside. The blustery wind that blows and howls outside, they echo death’s hollow song…the melody is one that we will all someday become familiar with. Yet we will live on in the hearts of those who remember us and draw inspiration and vitality from all that we’ve left behind.
Whatever stage you are in, may you experience the perpetual motion of your life in a beautifully and wondrous way.
I bid you peace and love,
Felecia
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Perpetual motion, can make life exiting, I look forward to my son growing up.
Indeed it does Lew! What a wonderful thing to look forward to! 🙂
Love,
Felecia