Last night I sent out an email to a lot of people at Ball Aerospace with whom I have worked, befriended, and/or had more than a brief contact over the past 30 years. I told them I was going on medical leave. Many people there know of my journey and some I thought would have heard, had not. I received MANY emails in return containing warm and encouraging words. One fellow coworker, Paul Rollings, sent me this original writing. I think it is very eloquent and expresses a lot of things really nicely. I am sharing it with his permission.
The Journey
The journey begins on the day of our birth
As our soul is delivered to this place we call earth.
Unknown at the beginning on the day that we start
Not a physical journey, but one of the heart.
Years do pass and great things we are shown
To guide us on this trek that’s uniquely our own.
On the path we meet others in happiness and in strife
For the moment unsure what they will mean in our life.
A chance circumstance is what we’d like to believe
When another passage is revealed, new direction conceived.
Searching for answers, this new way we will try
At times drawn by a force that we cannot deny.
Many books have been written with specific detail
and great prophets have spoke of their time on the trail.
But the journey of one does not another one make
So each must find for themselves the pathway to take.
There are times in our travel when there is no doubt
boldly moving forward, engaged in what life`s all about.
Other times on the voyage we’re unsure of the way
and in quiet solace we kneel down and pray.
This journey of the soul defies all time and space
for a road deep within is where it takes place.
So the journey continues even after we die
our final path chosen as we soar to the sky.
Only then in our travel when we’re finally called home
do we realize …we were never alone.
Paul Rollings copyright 6/99
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How appropriate, the name of the poem Paul shared with you, and you shared with us. I know our friends didn’t like the name you gave your blog, but journey is a word you have latched onto. You’ve had two blogs I know of, and journey has been in the title of both. It’s a word that seems to resonate for you.
A journey is merely a passage from one place to another. There’s nothing in the name to suggest an end. A close relative to journey, is the word sojourn: a temporary stay. The temporary part is what’s hard to deal with. How on earth, can anything so important be temporary?
The answer is clear: It’s not.
This is your journey. A journey you have chosen to allow us to share. What a blessing you have given us.
I’m going along on the journey. It is your journey. But it's mine too.
LL
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