The mystery of evolution is no mystery. We evolve. From cavemen to condo dwellers, and everything in between, we have foolishly continued to search for things we already have. Sometimes a little worse for the wear and tear, but ultimately better.
I sure hope so. If I had a dollar for every time I took one step too many and landed on my ass, I'd be rich. Filthy rich. However, I will credit myself with this: I trust the process.
Wise men say only fools rush in, but that's okay because the process may be the only thing I do trust. And I may not always look where I'm going, but when I get there I am exactly where I need to be.
My latest cliff diving adventure feels like the most successful yet. I woke up in a funhouse of mirrors and through another saw parts of myself I had not considered before. Simply put, we attract what we need to look at in ourselves. In this case, everything was so distorted that it was laughable...a funhouse where no one got the joke until it was too late.
I get it now. With another roadblock out of the way, let the process begin...again.
KS: Was that too short?
RL: Yes, but it resonates.
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