I've always liked this but hadn't gotten it put back onto my pages. In
October of 2004 my brother-in-law passed away. Although he never did manage to
find recovery we found his AA book among his belongings and this reading was
tucked inside of it. It must have meant something to him for him to keep it
by Robert J. Hastings
Tucked away in our subconscious minds is an idyllic vision. We
see ourselves on a long, long trip that almost spans the continent. We're
traveling by passenger train, and out the windows we drink in the passing scene
of cars on nearby highways, of children waving at a crossing, of cattle grazing
on a distant hillside, of smoke pouring from a power plant, of row upon row of
corn and wheat, of flatlands and valleys, of city skylines and village halls, of
biting winter and blazing summer, and cavorting spring and docile fall.
But uppermost in our minds is our destination. A certain day
and a certain hour and we'll pull in the station with bands playing and flags
waving, And once we get there, so many wonderful dreams will come true, and so
many wishes fulfilled, And so many pieces of our lives finally and neatly fitted
together like a completed jigsaw puzzle. How restlessly we pace the aisles,
damning the minutes for loitering...waiting, waiting, waiting for the station.
However, sooner or later we must realize there's no one station, no one place to
arrive once and for alt. true joy of life is the trip. The station is only a
dream. It constantly outdistances us. "When we reach the station,
that will be it!" we cry. "And we'll live happily ever after!"
Unfortunately, once we get "it" then "it" disappears. The
station somehow hides itself at the end of an endless track.
Relish the moment. It isn't the burdens of today that drive
men mad. Rather, it is regret over yesterday or fear of tomorrow. Regret and
fear are twin thieves who would rob us of today. So stop pacing the aisles and
counting the miles. Instead, climb more mountains, eat more ice cream, go
barefoot oftener, swim more rivers, watch more sunsets, laugh more and cry less.
Look at life from different points of view. Examine the usual for the
extraordinary. The station will come soon enough.