Under a sky too high to hold…

My fingers were subconsciously twirling the plastic cup of icy ginger ale and leaving smokey prints on the surface. My eyes were, with keen awareness, taking in the vastness of what they saw through the small peep hole that was the airline window. Vastness. The sky – crushingly minimizing us to a speck traveling within its space, was beautiful as it was horrifying. My wife and I were traveling back from one of our many recent trips and there was a series of storms en route being reported.

During the flight, we experienced a good deal of turbulence. I don’t forget turbulence easily as I have a severe problem with motion sickness and am usually dosed up on Dramamine. This ride, by far, was not the typical plane ride. However, it metaphorically laid out some principles of life right in front of me and I couldn’t help but feel inspired by a few epiphanies. I felt small – like an infant peeking through the the spaces between the bars of the crib – and realized that so much of the needless stresses of everyday keep me from being grateful for the luxuries I have been blessed with. I’m flying. Tens of thousands of feet up in the air, I am flying. I am fed and healthy. Most of all, I am loved.

I realized that this past year, with all of its challenges, has been amazing. Just as the stormy clouds we were flying over faded away in a matter of moments, challenges and obstacles all get resolved with effort and a handful of patient moments. The thunderheads gave way to a clear blue sky merging into a deep blue ocean, like a sigh of relief moves into a state of peace of mind. The things I have learned this wedding season is that while things don’t always go as planned, prayer coupled with hard work goes a long way. We’ve grown – in personality, capacity, business, and mind set – and we have yet to grow some more. As the busy season calms down, I settle into my chair and count the hours I have laid awake planning, worrying, and striving. My wife and I have come so far with so much farther to go – I have to remember to some times take two steps back and appreciate the journey.

Under a sky too high to hold, with stars too high to reach,
I can do nothing but humbly hope, as even hurricanes see with an eye for peace.

Some of us live as if tomorrow is promised, as if we’re not breathing borrowed time,
as if the moment to achieve greatness has no expiration, but from the perspiration of my failures do I know better.

Looking past pain earned, one day I wish these scattered pieces of existence can be whole again.
Wrinkled words of memories leave me knowing that the conception of my breath was an inception of time,
and so no matter how sublime the horizons get, what can i do but keep living…

The exigence of existence is the depth of choice, and so I choose.
Choose to love as if today is all I have, as if saying the words worth saying is all I know how to do.
- Me =)

by S2S

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Victor Saidov - I always enjoy reading your thoughts my friend. You’ve come so far and I am sure you will go a lot further. Your talent will take you to places you have never imagined! Beautiful photos as always!

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