Over the edge

We visited this beautiful waterfall the other day. It plummeted over 125 feet from the river above to the lake below. It was inspiring and beautiful to watch, but it did get me thinking.

In life there are beautiful moments when you seem to just be flowing along with everything going well. It is a time of peace, contentment and genuine appreciation for the good things in life.

Then, like the river in the mountain, you suddenly find yourself out of control, plunging toward a destination you didn’t plan on seeking, aware that no matter what you do, you will never be in the same place again. Then somehow, things mellow out, life goes on and we slowly drift away from the frightening change in direction we just encountered.

I guess the secret to surviving those moments is to remember it will pass, and when it happens, there is probably some aspect of beauty in our pain.

Nevertheless, that fall is often scary as hell. Just Say’n