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Making the most of life

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I was home in Belgium for the weekend. It rushed by. It seems like it was just a few moments ago, I packed hastily to catch my plane to Brussels, and now I arrive back in an empty apartment.

The weekend rushed by. The past weeks rushed by. The past year rushed by.

I grasp for air trying to keep up with the pace of life. Always wondering if I make the right choices. For my loved ones. For the people around me. But also for the work I do, and for myself.

Am I making the most of life? Am I enticing the positive change I would want to make? Am I making the most of the qualities I have? Or am I standing still and is life just rushing by? With little time to enjoy?

And still the joy is often so intense I could almost touch it. Counting blessings also takes time. Time that flies.

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  1. pumuckl says

    Isaac Newton once said, “I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.”

    just make sure you keep diving into the waters, and it will have been a life worth living!

    gong hei fatt choy, as we now enter the year of the ox :-)

  2. Peter says

    How appropriate that saying is, Pumuckl. Thank you!

    Gong hei fatt choy too you too!

    P.



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