"The aim of life is to live, and
to live means to be aware,
joyously, drunkenly, serenely,
divinely aware."
Henry Miller
The woman sat in her comfortable chair by the big picture window. She was hidden by the sheer curtains as she sipped her second cup of tea. Life was pretty boring when it rained. She would see someone run to a car, but they were either hidden under an umbrella or wearing a hooded rain coat so she couldn't see faces.
As she listened to her mantle clock ticking, realization dawned upon her. She was like the pendulum on the clock, simply keeping time with passing moments. She was not living her life. Sadly, she was watching it tick by. Like the hands moving around the face of the clock, she, too, must take action.
With deliberate purpose, she began to stroll in the neighborhood, each week venturing a bit farther. In time she was wandering in the stores down town. As her habit formed a new routine, she became aware of the same people she saw daily. She was overjoyed when they invited her for coffee or tea. As her world broadened, she lost track of time. The once isolated woman became fully aware of the beautiful life that had been waiting for her every day.
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