Watching
For you see, it is a thrilling thing to watch as life goes on without you. It is humbling, for indeed, life does go on. It is not that it doesn’t miss you, just that it cannot stop because of it. It must miss you and move on, as all of us must.
It is watching life, without interfering, that shows life’s value. When we are involved, there is too much at stake, too much personal attachment invested. Without ourselves or our loved ones to worry about, we can see with new eyes, the beauty of life, the magic and wonder. So I beg you, lose yourself from time to time, you are not so important.
It is comforting to know life will be ok, that my end will not be life’s end. There is something bigger at work, and I only hope that people see it before it is too late.
Physicists say that the act of observing changes what is observed. It certainly changes me when I am the observer.
A view is important, I realize now, a place to watch from safety and comfort. It is freeing, to watch life and let go of myself, as if all things are one, and there is no ‘I’ that sits watching as life carries on.