The sun has not risen yet. It’s still dark. Light is about to hit us. There is messages all around us. In the dark and in the light, there are tiny little messages. My son said, look mommy we can all fit on one tiny bed. I thought that was a message. He’s barely 4. He probably didn’t mean it as a message but I carried his voice with me all day. It was my guide. We find our reasons to survive our day, week, month, year. Those reasons can be big. However, usually they start with small things. Things like something someone says in a certain way. Or something we see. Or something we smell even. We take it with us and we let it guide us.
You want to know what that is in reality? Absolutely nothing; it’s just us trying to survive. We are making meaning out of things from around us to make life easier for ourselves because there is really no meaning in most things. Sounds pretty hopeless. Only it’s not, its most full of hope. We do what we can to survive and find meaning in things that may not have any meaning. In the end we find meaning in the most wonderful and unexpected ways. Life moves forward and we make so much stride in the most brilliant ways.