Perhaps

February 8, 2022

Perhaps. Perhaps something will happen. Humans have a tendency to make plans. Humans continually think they are in charge and that their plans will always come to fruition, and always will work out the way they thought they should. Perhaps they will, perhaps they won’t. The only way you will know for sure what will happen, is when you look back and in retrospect see how things played out. You can plan until the cows come home, and still there are no guarantees your plans will ever see the light of day. Humans are in reality control freaks. I am not a person who is obsessed with being in control. As a matter of fact, I am pretty okay letting everything play out and then applauding the outcome. I believe everything is as it should be. I also believe there are no mistakes… but rather just unexpected outcomes. Sometimes there are lessons to be learned that can only be learned by getting out there into the trenches. Sometimes life is not theoretical. Sometimes life is reality. Sometimes life comes at you, and you have no time to contemplate what is going on. Then you just have to use your heart, your brain and your wits to make good educational guesses as to what is going on and what reaction you want to have when it does. Life can be complicated, but humans are complicated also. Humans have enough smarts to figure everything out. Perhaps you will get what you have asked for, but perhaps you won’t. It doesn’t really matter if you get everything you think you want. In most cases, you already have too much. So, stop asking and start appreciating. Wow. It is 9:04PM. I am ready to be horizontal, with my head on a feather pillow, and my body covered with my feather bed and so many blankets. I am ready to call it a day. Perhaps we will both of us, you and I, have most wonderful, marvelous dreams. Perhaps we are already dreaming wonderful, marvelous things when we are still awake. How did the old song start? “Life is but a dream…” I think it is totally possible when we die, we will come face to face with the real reality, and our lives will have been just a succession of dreams. Wow. To continue my thought. “; Life is but a dream, it’s what you make it”. Perhaps this is the prelude to the real magic Perhaps we will never know the extent of true love until we have awakened to a brand-new beginning. I guess I am rambling so I will say good night. May all your good dreams come true. Perhaps they will.

Granny-o