The Clock Collector

Life is sacred and not a sport, but we must learn to catch and release. We release the wild to the wilds, that they too might be truly free. Caught fish of inadequate age and size must be returned to the waters. We seek after humans that go astray, help them to retain their civility and release them. The process of embracing, loving, and restoring is a very delicate one. Catch and release is difficult for many; embracing and releasing is even harder. Only wise and enduring ones succeed. I have been blessed and privileged to know such a one. Before meeting her, there were great things spoken of her. Before knowing her, I felt inspired by her from those who did. When I visited her two days ago, I was deeply enriched by her. Upon this second visit in her home, I learned she was a clock collector. The clock collector spent much of her life embracing what she cherished and loved. In the brevity of our acquaintance, I realized that she had learned to live, to love, to laugh, and let go. Presently, she has a terminal illness, and I tell you, as her demise grows ever so near, she is releasing treasured items to others she cares most about. Our longings to embrace, coupled with the ability to release and let go, is part of the essence of our lives. The clock collector has difficulty breathing, but she insists on walking, speaking, smiling, laughing, and living life to the very last breath. She is gifting her beautiful clocks and anticipating heaven where eternal collections of treasures await. 050721cjPS