If life begins at age 40, I am wondering now how I have lived. For the most part, I can say that life's been good to me... so far. There have been blessings in abundance—many that I have overlooked. I can say that the trail behind me still has some milestones that are clearly visible—despite the clouds that I have created that would otherwise cover the best of times. I am blessed no matter how I look at it. As I begin this inward journey, there is lots to look at. Surely it all takes time, but its all about time—mine.
Nothing stays the same. Life is constantly changing and we are all evolving. I know this sounds rather bland--and not like something profound. We are all not living a peachy life all the time—there are down times.
Hunger is good—it really is not a bad thing. Without it, we would have a false sense of fullness and would be under the impression that everything is ok. Many of us are starving and complaining. The mere sense of instability is what causes us to first panic, then freak out, and then have the feeling that there is no hope. Hunger drives us towards a solution, while hope is the light that guides us that there is a better tomorrow. Hunger—if used appropriately, can actually empower us to feed ourselves. This is something that so many people tend to ignore; maybe society should tell us to always 'get your fuel rather than “get your fill”
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