Day Six

I’m sitting beside a sculpture of trash—all objects left behind by beach goers. As I gaze at all that is no longer useful, I begin to wonder what in my life, material or otherwise, has outlived its purpose or usefulness. There are friends who have become just acquaintances; dreams that have never materialized; life styles that have run their course; values that have become meaningless. What a relief to eliminate that which no longer suits me and remove the yoke from around my neck. All things have a beginning and an end. I leave the beach today lighter than when I arrived.

2 thoughts on “Day Six

  1. YOU have made lives touched with your words, enriched. You helped some of us wake up and think about lives lived and ask maybe, is this all there is. So much is owed to you ..thank you.

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