Appreciating Abundance

When All Is Temporary

Drakensburg, South Africa

Windows down and all the wildness inside

Humming past the trees, birds, and on through the valleys.

There’s a certain stillness to this linear movement —

Silence creeping in between breaks in songs and slurps of creamy, iced coffee.


Whizzing by without looking back

What if I just jerked the wheel and exploded into this alluring scenery?

Meshing into the picture like crumbled cake strewn across wedding photos on the happiest day.

A tangible taste to remind yourself this is reality-

pinch, pull, and tug.


There is a certain weightlessness to life when you consider it’s all temporary.

I can’t count the things in my life because I’m surrounded by abundance.

Every inch of grass and every slab of pavement-

This day holds another secret under its exterior of grass and highway — it contains one of those truly rare moments of delightful transience and light uncertainty that only exist on the razor edge of things, the teetering edge of big love and extraordinary opportunity.

I flung my sunglasses out the window and blinked open to the sun, squinting to see a clear picture of the glow in front of me.

Will you or won’t you? Should you or shouldn’t you?

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