礼品之路 ( Lǐpǐn zhī lù ) – the gift of having had

To have had is a beautiful gift.

Which carries the promise of ‘will have’ & ‘having’ all at once.

Which breeds gratitude.

And peace.

Which convinces of love.

From our Origin.

Which enables happiness.

I have had so much.

A childhood of ignorant bliss, filled with miracles.

An education reserved for a select few, with teachers who were caring educators, who did more than instruct me, but grew me to become.

Experiences.

Traveling to every part of Southern Africa.

Riding London’s subway and Irish ponies in ancient forests.

Staying in luxury hotels and lodges and sleeping in tents in desolate places.

Driving expensive new cars and sturdy Defenders.

Getting stuck in Thirstland sand, in the middle of nowhere.

Eating food prepared by master chefs and simple cooks.

Meeting people, from diverse backgrounds, and being affected by them.

Loving people.

And losing them to time and soil and eternity.

Starting new ptojects.

Learning new skills.

Seeing people and organisations flourish as effort and honesty collaborate.

Tasting failure.

Despair.

Starting again.

Falling in love.

Staying in love.

Growing in love.

Holding newborn children for the first time and the last time.

Seeing them emerge.

Being more than I’ve ever dreamed to be.

Living in exotic places, from the sparsely populated semi-desert to the densely populated urban East.

Respite, to think and read and consider.

At unplanned regular intervals of imense importance.

Changing direction.

Doing again.

Doing for the first time.

Gaining.

And losing.

Every time with a little more skill.

A little more humility.

And a little more resilience.

Having had, loss and gain and loss again, in relationships and education and business and faith and things, I have no doubt that I will have.

And are having.

Life.

Full.

To the brim.

Meaningful.

Colorful.

And I have no fear, nor any ambition, for we receive, as we live from our Source, the most exquisitely woven life, filled with tears and laughter, with aprehension and bold bravery, which always flows onwards, not driven by time, but drawn, like the rain, from the clouds to the mountains and down the streams and rivers to the Ocean. 

And so I hope that you would see that you too have had and are having and will have, as our Origin enfolds our life, which is so much more than mere existence.

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