Mile High Magic
Imagine all the good from taking a break, relaxing, and being thankful for all the little distractions in life. All of them serve a purpose in the end. They are only temporary in the grand scheme of things. Things will get better, and we’ll all be better for it.
Imagine, all the good that came out of spending a few days in Denver.
Imagine a few days to relax, to unwind, to put things into perspective.
For all the things in life that knock a person off course, for all the people who listen, for all those who make a difference in your life, and for everything in between, is cause for thankfulness.
Perhaps all it takes is some mile-high magic, topped with a greenish flower.
Maybe I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one. Maybe it’s just that I have a vision of a world without hurt, a world without cruelty, and a world in which loves solves every disagreement. I hope someday more will see it, maybe someday the world will live as one.
Is feeling hurt a reason to not go on? No. Is feeling hurt a reason to not take time to enjoy yourself? No
But it is a reason to get back up, dust yourself off, and keep going.
During a rough sea, it’s sometimes difficult to put everything into perspective.
Be thankful for the distractions in life, for it is in those things where the real meaning of life is at.
I traveled to Denver damaged, rough around the edges, and lost. I returned home with more perspective, with a renewed strength, and a determination to move forward. All it took is some Mile-High magic, topped with a greenish flower.
The little distractions in life are what teach a person the most, that bring out the most good even during the worst of times.
I reflected a lot in Denver, and here are some of things that I learned: It’s not about me, it’s about putting others needs first; If I have something on my mind I should just say it; and life’s little distractions are not all bad.
Everyone who has ever made a difference in my life has taught me a lesson. Some lessons involved hearing a truth that wasn’t so pleasant to hear. Other lessons were a random act of kindness.
Life is too short, time is too precious, and the stakes are too high to dwell on what might have been. We have to work together for what still can be. And that is why I will work my heart out to make sure that everyone around me is given the dignity that every human being deserves.
And as I write this, I have never felt so blessed. The challenges that I have faced in this life are nothing compared to those that millions of people face every day in their own lives.
So, I’m going to count my blessings and keep going. I’m going to keep doing what I was doing long before I ever wrote this and what I’ll be doing long after I finish: Working to give every human being the dignity they deserve.
I will do it with a heart filled with gratitude, with a deep and abiding respect for all those around me, and with nothing but optimism and confidence for the days ahead.
Now, being human, we are imperfect. That’s why we need each other, to catch each other when we falter, to encourage each other when we lose heart. Some may lead, some may follow, but none of us can go it alone.
After all, a smooth sea never made a skilled sailor.
That’s what’s true not only today, but in the last hours of the last day.