One thing that I've recently come to embrace and believe fully is that life doesn't move in a linear path. Life isn't sharp right angles, perfect geometric shapes and precise mathematical formulations. Life is moving, breathing, turning, changing...it's alive. And being alive, it's always growing, expanding and maturing. And like all living, growing things, life has a rhythm.
I believe the rhythm of life is circular. There are seasons and tides; there is an ebb and flow. To my understanding, this is life breathing. Musical patterns are circular (and interestingly, sometimes called "movements"); the path of the seasons is circular; the planetary orbits are circular. There is an order to it all; there is structure. But even there we find circles (Ever seen a square tree? An animal with sharp right angles for edges?). The shapes and the seasons are circular.
Okay. What's this have to do with anything? What about day-to-day living?
My tendency in the past has been to view life as a straight line; as a series of events that unfold one after the other. One event or moment happens and then it's gone. While I understand that each present moment swiftly becomes a past moment, never to be repeated, I do not see them as lost opportunities. Why not? Because we learn from all of them. Therefore, while the event or moment itself presents us with opportunities, so also does their passing. After the moment is gone, we are at once presented with new opportunities. Life happens. And because it does, because life moves on, new choices and opportunities arise before us, inviting us into the rhythm and current of life.
At this point in my life, I've come to believe that problems arise when I try to recapture old opportunities instead of anticipating and embracing new ones. Are there regrets? Yes. Are there poor, stupid choices? Sure. Lots of them. But the circles, the seasons, the tides of life still keep perfect rhythm. Moments don't repeat or return again, but seasons and tides do. And with them, all is erased and refreshed. And life continues anew.
Most of my life, I've dealt with fears and mistakes like someone trying to write a complete sentence in the sand on the seashore. I've scratched and scribbled furiously trying to compose a sentence that makes sense, all the while thinking that once it's finished it will be there forever. The waves can never erase it. But whether I finish a few words or a full sentence, the tide and the waves run upon the sand and wash them away. So what do I do? Try again, only this time try to write faster, scribble more feverishly? No. I think I've found a better way.
Stop scratching, stop scribbling. Forget the words. Turn and face the ocean. Stand there on the beach and wait for the tide to rise again, for the waves to return. When they do, they will wash my feet. They invite me into their sway, their rhythm. And this is what circles, seasons, and tides do. They remind us that life's not over, opportunities are still here, and that everything begins again. Life is new every moment.
So now I seek to "go with the flow", to no longer wrestle against circles and seasons; to live without dread or unnecessary regrets. My goal is to embrace life's rhythm and to be grateful for ever-renewing opportunities...
...for seasons, circles, and tides.