CARPE DIEM

Illusions

ros prynn ©

 

It is 1a.m. (yes - gone midnight!) and I am wide awake.  I fell asleep - as I sometimes do, earlier on my couch. When I fell asleep the sun was still shining, and the traffic was racing along my street. The world is silent now, and as I take the hound out I look up, way up, and there in all its glory is a full moon.  Quietly, almost not wanting to breathe, I gaze upon the night sky and I marvel. I was going to bed but something catches my eye on the table next to the computer.  It is "Illusions" by Richard Bach, a book I read a while back and have been meaning to re-read.  It is one of those books that as I read it, I kept smiling.  It is full of those 'a-ha' moments.

 

As I pick up this book, some pages fall open immediately!    "The world is your exercise book, the pages on which you do your sums. It is not reality, although you can express reality there if you wish. You are also free to write nonsense, or lies, or to tear up the pages."   Don't you just love that?  Before the introduction of computers in my life, (and of course this computer is an illusion!) I used to write on yellow legal pads.  And yes - once in a while I would use exercise books.  One of the joys for me was to look at brand new page and know that I could fill it with whatever I chose, whatever words came to me.  Every page was an opportunity to write my truths. Sometimes I have experienced 'writers' block' - felt stuck, and I used to panic.  Now I know that those minutes are valuable, too, and I revel in that part of the process.  As I move past them, they cease to exist in reality but were an integral part of this illusion called my life. 

 

And so it is with life as we each know it.  One page at a time, we can write our own script, choose how we will live this new page before us.  The only limit is our imagination.  We don't like what we have written for ourselves?  We can rip out those pages and start a whole new fresh page. Been there, done that. As I wrote/lived those pages, they were my focus, and I worked on each word/thought, not concerned with what went before, or what will follow later. And so it is for me today.  I do not always know what my next page will be.  All I have control over is the NOW - this page, this word.

 

This is true with every thing we do in our life.  At the time we are writing/living a particular page, it IS our reality, our truth in that moment.  Each time we move on to the next clear, pristine page, we are given yet another opportunity to write, to BE, create whatever we choose. We are all writers of our own books. Every day is a new page. Every unmarked line on that specific page has much to teach us, give to us...

 

"What you choose to do with them is up to you."  A-ha!!!