Lessons 2

My reader LL left a comment to my previous post, Lessons, in which she said, "I believe this would mean that those we come in contact with merely tumbled out of another life -- and have nothing to do with us -- such as our family members."

I don't know if that happens, but I do think that sometimes we are closer to someone passing through our life than we are to our family members. Someone we think is a stranger may come into our life to teach us a lesson and then leave us to ponder the lesson. 

About a year ago I posted a blog titled 3 Poems. I'll repeat the second poem here, as it touches on what I was saying in "Lessons."

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My connection to you

is more than who you are

and what you do.

My connection to you

is lifetimes of love.

Perhaps you were my daughter

many lifetimes now.

Perhaps I was your son

not that long ago.

Maybe we were brothers

or sisters

or lovers.

Man and wife

or children together.

I look into your eyes

and see someone that I know

well beyond our time together.

I loved you long before we met.

I had forgotten how much.

Now,

I remember.

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Existence is a puzzle and I cannot see the whole picture. I can see a few of the puzzle pieces, and that is all. 

I have beliefs—call them principles—and one of them is that a Creator must be fair. A human life is one page in a very long book. But you are learning, whether or not you think you came to this earth to learn.

Here is a piece of writing that I created about 25 or 30 years ago. It seems like another lifetime now. It was originally going to be one chapter in a book, but I got distracted by other things and never completed it.