Meditation Day 22 – Full
Day 31? or 32?
A good night’s rest on my bed. There is no place like home. SIamese Twin comes over to catch up, to see how I am doing, to reinforce what I learned. What I am learning to integrate.
To my aunts for always thinking of me, suggesting what is best for me. A slow learner I am, but once I get started, there is no stopping me. I always tell my team to tell me as soon as they have a problem. Think of ourselves like an airplane.
Runway is there to give the airplane enough distance to build up velocity before the angle of attack is attempted to fly and create lift. I feel like my time is running out. Both aunts. Sisi and Ameera. Four women who love me unconditionally have been telling me to have a child. You can do it alone, they keep telling me. You are abundant. You have put yourself out there. You’ve tried. My time is running away, the short runaway that is left.
And so, I realize I cannot take off like the the traditional passenger plane. I need to become the F16, able to take off on aircraft carriers, at top velocity, trained and ready to go at a momen’ts notice. Waiting for the moment to do my duty. In the army, they teach you to “train like you fight”. During the time of war, you can’t sit out a fight because of a rain or a sleet. So why would you cancel training for inclement weather? Life doesn’t work that way. Life will come at you when you least expect it.
On the way back, I see the same GE logo I had placed on my hardhat for 6 years. The token of love in my dad’s garage, a momento for him. His pride and joy.
What does it mean to take off? Sisi tells me I should meditate, and so I do. Here, I sit at Plato, contemplating my next steps. What I do today creates the future of my own creations. As I hang up laundry in the dark of the night, a thought whizzes by. The universe keeps telling me the same message over and over again. When will I listen? Today.