Life is a Garden Maze
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In his “What I Learned From…” group writing project for August, Robert Hruzek asks us to share our metaphor for life.
Life is a garden maze immediately came to mind.
Imagine a garden maze with hedges too tall to see over. There is no way of knowing what lays ahead until you are actually there, and then face the decision of turning left or right, again without knowing what is around the corner. Some paths are one-way; there’s no turning back. Others permit an about-face. Any plans for reaching the end goal can be thwarted by taking the wrong turn. That is life!
To keep the experience interesting, the occasional tennis ball is lobbed out of nowhere, aimed straight for you – a parent’s divorce, a job loss, a spouse’s illness – and you must continue along the maze while dealing with these flying balls. However, sometimes a ball is good – an unexpected opportunity or a huge windfall (hey, it still could happen!). When you least expect it and at the most inopportune, a ball can force you to completely change directions within the maze.
The manner in which you navigate the maze is solely your choice: timidly and fearful of what is around the next corner; confidently yet impatient to get to the next juncture; calmly, taking time to enjoy the scenery along the way.
Personally, I am in no rush to reach the exit. I’d like to experience as much of the garden as I can before spotting the out sign. For now, I am enjoying where I am in life’s maze and will venture around the next corner in due time.
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