In some ways, you could say we started this journey before we even met…
Much like how each of us start any journey – from many small decisions built up over time.
I’ve always loved those “choose your own adventure” books, where you get to decide what the main character does at various points in the story.
But what do you think?
Are we meant to end up in the same places *somehow* regardless of the little choices we make about the in-between stuff?
Are the big pieces of our story pre-written and we just choose the incidental components?
I’ve been pondering infinite parallel realities a lot this year.
I tend to believe absolutely anything is possible, and that we’re shifting our realities incrementally with each decision, each interaction with the world around us and even more simply, each line of thought we choose to follow…
But those are speculations for another day; back to the journey I mentioned at the beginning of this post!
[I think it would perhaps better be called an adventure.
I can say that now that we’ve been at it awhile… because “adventure” sounds fun and exciting, and best believe it didn’t always feel that way!
I suppose I could have called it an “adventure” with sarcastic undertones.]
The adventure did begin with a lightbulb moment, though.
Isn’t it funny how that works?
How obvious and clear things are when the light gets turned on?
Life is like that, isn’t it…
Sometimes you’re straining to see by the light of a match – very limited range of vision, nothing very clear, burns out quickly.
Perhaps you might find a flashlight – still lots of darkness enveloping the situation, but you can at least get a better look at what’s right in front of you.
Or maybe you have a spotlight – woah! so bright it’s sorta blinding to everyone around you… definitely a bit of a struggle to get on the same page.
We could go on and on with these analogies, but the point is that turning the actual light on makes a huge difference in your life. Often, it takes the struggle out of something.
Ok, allow me one more little tweak on the analogy because I can’t resist – what’s even better than a lightbulb?
As a spiritual person, there’s no question in my mind that if the various handheld light sources are knowledge, a lightbulb/whole-room-light-source is wisdom, and daylight is full-on revelation.
Sorry if that doesn’t make complete sense. My brain naturally draws parallels between things like that all the time and subconsciously sees the whole thing played out, but I’m never sure I explain it very well.
But what brought us to that lightbulb moment?
All the little choices?
I’m thinking “out loud” here, in case you hadn’t picked up on that by now. Stream of consciousness flowing through mah fingers… one-handed typing at this point, in fact, since my baby just woke up needing me. Man, I love my babies so much!
I think perhaps our small choices most particularly affect the light source we have to work with, whether we are “leveling up” and at what rate…
Because honestly, I’ve gone down the path of realizing how much control we really do have in our lives, and oddly come back with a much deeper understanding and appreciation of faith.
Ok weird, I had no idea this series was going to take this turn.
Will it all make sense by the end?
You’ll only know if you stick around, haha! Let’s find out together…
P.S. That journey/adventure is “embracing small to live big“
“Embracing Small” Takeaway: One tiny moment can completely change the direction of your life. What light source do you feel like you’re working with?