Skin on a Snake

I have a theory about the people in our lives. We come and go, in and out of each other’s lives. It seems that when a person moves out of your life another person or thing of similar vibration takes their place. Which reminds me of the Buddhist’s teaching, even though a flower falls and dies from a bush, a new one will take its place. All things continue.

“Don’t grieve. Anything you lose comes round in another form.”
― Rumi

The form things come in our lives refuse to be planned. You may want love and kindness, but the more you try to control the form it comes to you in, the less likely you are of getting it. Control distorts.

I once had a beautiful birthday present. It was a year when I was very alone. Once, at work, I was talking to a complete stranger. I didn’t mention it was my birthday or about being lonely. I had been on break from my job and stepped outside to see the stars. While standing there someone started chatting with me. It was relaxing, refreshing, and exactly what I needed that moment. A casual friend.

Expect love, expect good things, just don’t demand that they walk into your lives on two legs. Love can come into our lives on four legs or even no legs at all.

“Today matters. Yesterday ees skin on a snake, to be shed many times.” – Beyond the Highland Mist, Karen Marie Moning

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