It was 4:30 A.M. when my alarm went off this morning. I lay there thinking about my woodworking life. I realized that I miss it more than I ever thought I would. Why did I sell all of my large power tools? Why did I make such drastic changes in my life? What force is there that is so strong it can take a person's life away from him or her and completely change the very path they thought was going to lead them to their destiny?
Pondering such thoughts can sometimes drive a person crazy. We make the decisions we make and we have to live with them. Sometimes those decisions are viewed as mistakes. I have to question that. Why is living, no matter what the path or outcome, ever considered a mistake? Life is an adventure and we hope the people we meet along the way will benefit from our experience and wisdom. If they don't, then they weren't listening. Perhaps they were listening, yet failed to hear!
Each day when I awaken, I grasp at the feeling that today will be a new adventure with new challenges and I am hoping to somehow make someone else see that no matter what they have been told about who they are, it is they that shall have the final say on who they are, what they are, where they are going, and how they helped better the society around them.