An Unexpected Reminder of the Past

In life you can never predict the unpredictability's that will find you. Taking time out for yourself leaves you most vulnerable to changes and reminders that change is coming. There will be spots of fear dotted amid the fluent stripes of lifes tapestry so don't be too surprised when change comes for you. I easily remember my last due date for change.

I spent a winters night out under the icicles and stars staring at the dense woods that surrounded my cottage. It wasn't a particularly cold night though it did snow at times. The winds had retreated to the mountains where they gather to receive their next payload. The absence of winters invigorating winds opened the patch of sky above my resting place to showcase its night beauty and dazzle my eyes. I cannot tell you how long I sat there in awe. A feeling of gratitude and gratefulness swept over me and pushed my concept of time out into the abstract evening. I was utterly alone.

Out in the winters night is where I found my next thought. It was carried to me by an unseen hand. That thought nestled it's way into my consciousness and quickly became all I could hear. It was a sound I knew though never thought it would find me up here so withdrawn from society. Before I could see the source of the sound I knew what made such noise. A drone.

The marching song for technological advances had come calling for me that night of solitude. Many minor questions quickly arrived on the table of thought for why a drone would be sent on such an desolate journey to meet me. I'm not a person who orders things and has them wisped up the mountain face to quell my desires. What could this arrival of an unexpected messenger change. Hopefully not too much but just enough to make me feel alive.

After a delicate departure from the moon, the little messenger nestled itself beside me and turned off its blades. I scanned this new age taxi while pondering its origin and purpose. That's when I saw the envelope clutched in the drones mechanical talons. I reached for it with confident trepidations and felt change begin to flood my safe and reclusive existence. Might as well go all the way I felt. So I plucked the envelope from the drones lifeless clutches and awaited the impeding change.

I didn't recognize the writing or return address that had been so delicately and fluidly written on the envelope however I felt a sense of belonging and familiarity holding it in my weathered hand. Who would have a purpose to write me and why. Avalanched with inquiries I felt it was best I open the envelope and fill my minds intrigue with the who and why I was holding this piece of paper. The note read;

"Hello I hope this message found it's way to you and that you received it with joy and happiness. It's been along time since we called each other friend and roommate, 50 years I believe it has been. In case you're having trouble remembering that chapter in life, this is Susan. I don't want or need anything from you as a matter of fact I wanted to thank you.

All those years ago you came into my life and flipped it upside down with your abundant love for my happiness and determination that I let go of trying to control life and simply flow within it. I did it. I lived because you cared. My days have become few remaining and I couldn't leave this world not sharing with you how influential your simple words changed my life.

I loved, lost and did it again. My struggles became fun games to play with myself and learn from. My need for control led way to harmonizing with the vibrations of the universe. Learning to let go is something we are not born into. With your patience back in the days of old I sleighed that demon and rose above it to accept the world and its song. I joined the rhythm of the unseen world and that gave way to higher loves and gratitude for you and your selfish ego free ways.

I just had to let you know that if you ever have felt that your life was wasted and not influential to society, rest with great ease. My life was only a success because 50 years ago you taught me what I couldn't teach myself. In this world and the next I will forever be in your debt. Thank you Carl.

My last breath will be to call out your name and give you back the life force you gave me without hesitation or expectation of return.