Flecks of Gold

There is a thread that weaves throughout our lives that is made of flecks of gold. Those flecks are all the events of our lives. The hopes, dreams and the pains and sufferings that make up the tapestry is called life.

I do not know exactly what day it was that I finally realized that life did have meaning and purpose but I do remember becoming conscious after searching within for answers. Once I thought the answers were hidden away on the pages of philosophy books, at a gurus feet, in some guided meditation or that I could attend a workshop and be a brand new person when it was over.

I do not claim to be better than anyone else or know more, but I do know that I have found what works for me. It works when I realize that I only have one choice – to do what is best for my highest good. What does that mean, you may ask - to me that means in every situation in life there is a choice. I am the only person who knows what is really best for me. I am not saying that I always make the right choice sometimes even the worst possible choice can turn into a blessing if we allow ourselves to see the lesson.

At times when life takes the fun away it is then we have the choice to choose the state of our being. I would like to choose laughter, love, light, joy and never have to experience the other alternatives. I have learned many lessons through pain and suffering and now I AM choosing only what brings me happiness. I cannot persecute myself for being human but I can choose to live my life as lovingly and honestly as possible.

Somewhere I read once that an unexamined life is not worth living. I have over examined my life and until I noticed the golden thread weaving through it, I did not fully understand the values of the lessons I was learning.