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Thanks to Victoria Ponte — I have had this topic to ponder for the last couple days.
Everyone has a Bucket List it is said. A long list of All. Things. Things they want to do/see/experience with their life. An itinerary for Life On Planet Earth.
My spiritual belief system has evolved since my divorce nearly ten years ago. With each emotional and physical struggle I faced and came out of — I began to feel the edges of My Life and see where my next footfall might be on The Journey.
I stepped out of chaos. I learned to let The Universe lead me.
With this attitude — one of allowing — the most marvelous adventures appeared. The most serendipitous of events occurred. The most interesting of characters befriended me. The most gracious of blessings poured down upon me.
All because I stopped struggling. Like a Chinese finger puzzle — when I relaxed into the ‘Game’ of Life — it released me and this freedom brought with it a wondrous gift.
The dying man I loved had a Bucket List. With desperation, he wanted to write a book, visit his beloved Denver — maybe even move back there, experience all of Life over again with the fresh perspective of one who understands the gift of Time. His bucket list was a Whole Life Re-do.
