Life just is.
As Dickens wrote in A Tale of Two Cities (1859): It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us…
To every thing, to every one, there is a season: to be born, to die; to plant,to reap; to weep, to laugh; to mourn,to embrace; to get, to lose; to keep,to cast away; to rend, to sew; to love, to hate; to be silent, to speak.
All of us would prefer avoiding time weeping or losing or hurting,
And prefer spending time dancing and embracing and laughing.
But instead, Life just IS.
As Marie Bostwick writes ,“One moment you’re trapped in a maze of despair and then you stumble around a corner ..and surprisingly find yourself in a sunny place. From one breath to the next, everything changes. Life is as terrible and as wonderful as that.” (A Single Thread, 2010)
Without life’s IS, I am not.
So I choose to focus on this IS:
Life is beauty, admire it.
Life is a dream, realize it.
Life is a challenge, meet it.
Life is a duty, complete it.
Life is a promise, fulfill it.
Life is sorrow, overcome it.
Life is a song, sing it.
Life is a struggle, accept it.
Life is a tragedy, confront it.
Life is an adventure, dare it.