The Creaking Wheel of Life

This post is being filed in my category for off-topic Musings. I’m sixty today, and the feels I’m feeling today are taking me by surprise. The wheel of life isn’t just creaking on this revolution – it’s nearly kicking and screaming with resistance.

Why? The wheel is going to turn whether I resist it or not. I know this. The fact that the world keeps turning even in the face of grief or disaster is one of the constants about life that I have always loved. Even if it is a love-hate relationship. It’s one of the very few constants of life.

Love

The ability life demonstrates, to go on in the face of everything else going on, no matter what, is a virtue. This place is where hope and trust lives. It’s where solutions to problems bubble to consciousness. Where opportunities arrive. But getting there requires a tremendous leap of faith, involves a terrifying freefall if you’re coming from the place of resistance.

Hate

At the same time, as an observer and participant in this thing called life, the relentless march is a stark reminder of the limited time we all have to get the things of our lives done. And this is where anxiety lives. Where stress and cortisol levels rise. It’s where despair takes root and gains ground with the fertilizer of fear.

Releasing Resistance to the Wheel of Life

Resistance is futile.

So, here I go into a new decade that marks a definitely-greater-than-halfway point. My goal from here on out is to embrace the unknown, to give up the need for control, and trust that the Universe will keep on doing it’s thing.

And that I’ll figure out how to find the rhythm and fall in step.

Contact Mad Rox: (479) 409-3429 or madison@madisonwoods and let me know which hat I need to put on 🙂 Madison for art, Roxann for real estate, lol. Or call me Mad Rox and have them both covered!

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