Sometimes I feel like
as if I am on a ride through this life. Seated in an upright position, being
tugged and pulled in different directions with each bend in the road. As I am flipped
in a such turmoil that it jolts the breath from my body, I am questioning my
life and the treasures in which it possesses. Questioning only briefly my
stability as I am then turned right side up again and flashed into the next
stage of the ride into my destiny. Lifted, shifted and undone, I am holding on
for dear life as I move into uncharted territory. Seeking this adventure that I
desperately want to end for fear of the destruction, I am also secretly wanting
the ride to never be over, due to its intense nature and boost to the adrenaline
high I am experiencing. As I advance upward, slowly, facing the heavens ever so
consciously and leaving behind my stable ground and security, my mind goes
blank…….. What does the other side of this bend in the road hold for me? Where
will it take me? Will I regret this ride once it is done or will this ride last
forever? As the seat beneath me shakes in a wreck less manner as if to warn me
of the possibilities, I grasp tightly to the only comfort that I have and the
only secure element in my space. The only thing I know at this point. All
senses go numb only briefly and I am then encased in my thoughts, in my dreams,
in my heart. I just go with it, never looking back, never looking down. Then
just when I feel that I have lost all sense of stability and reasoning, I open
my eyes and it is time to get off. It is time to settle back into my comfort
zone and come down from my high. As I gather myself, all I can think about is
the roller coaster that I live on, that I dream on, that is my life.
