love is. . . an ever fixed mark that looks on tempests and is never shaken. . it is a star to every wandering bark. . . Shakespeare
I awakened with these lines committed . I who never commits her own work to memory and realized that this was how I wanted to appear to my children and to those I loved, as an ever fixed mark that is never shaken .
Of course I had to learn how. It meant forming a philosophy and building it step by step, readjusting as I lived it and grew. Simple words but easy it was not. Struggle it was through many obstacles . But the most desired result I wished was to be depended upon. The reasons were many and personal but the disappointments I did not wish to foist on the children.
Big assumption? I was never aware that it was not what everyone did and simply not talk of it. Naive? Important? As I look about me in the middle of my eighth decade I can see my progeny adopting the same measures. Their ideas of what they can accomplish and wish to perfect humbles me. And that I am a beneficiary of their hard work humbles me further and fills me with awe.
I wish to kneel before the Greatness of All That Is with gratitude. To have lived long enough to say thank you a trillion times and how proud I am only to have them say this is what we are and what we do. True values with perseverance will work in this physical world as well as in the unseen ones. Everything teaches.
When you listen to what heart and conscience guide you toward and stay the route, the gold shows. . . .