Cup of coffee time?

Why do bad things happen to good people? I do not believe that there is a reason why. It is but a thing that happens. However when it does, it makes its mark. Sometimes it is a humbling experience. And some say that it makes us stronger. Then there are times when it forces one to stop at a hold point.

In the world of construction and engineering, a hold point is a formal inspection of the works to date. This is usually performed by either a third party inspector or a relevant personnel of the hiring company. In some circumstances, it signifies a temporary halt in the works as an approval or a "pass" is required before the contractor can progress to the next stage of works.

Let us hold onto that thought for a moment.

A prescription by the world at large to pause and to make amends. A recognition that we, at times, fail to do what we set out to do even with the best of intentions.

What if we extend this "hold point" to a larger degree to cover the ever-evolving issue or circumstance that we are faced with? What if we were told that it was acceptable to stop, not for a holiday but just to stop. To lock ourselves away for just a minute to prepare for the next stage. To realise and understand what is happening around us. To embrace the many halts in our lives. To be told by someone [who is honest and brave enough] what we were meant to do. Or where they see stifling gaps in our lives.

It was not easy writing this blog. Took me all morning to wiggle around the thoughts in my head and to define or at least convey where my life sits. At a hold point. You know that feeling you get when you know you are breaking out of your boundaries but you are so afraid of letting go. Afraid of finding new definition. There are so many "what ifs" but at the same time, an equal amount of "why nots".

Here's to taking charge of what sets you free.