We’ve all heard the saying 'Life is about the journey, not the destination.' One of my favourite sayings from Abraham-Hicks is "The joy is in the journey..." But what does it all really mean?
In life there is never truly any destination at all. There is no one place we are trying to reach. Sure we have goals that we want to achieve and experiences we want to have. And even though these things are specific, when we reach them they are merely a new place, a new platform, from which we shoot off new goals, dreams or wants. These platforms aren’t destinations. They’re part of the journey.
Often when we reach these platforms the excitement is short lived. When we are standing in the moment of the manifestation of the goal or experience, we now have new excitement, new preferences and new passions. And these propel us forward, further along our journey. The joy of conjuring up new ideas, and the moments along the way to experiencing them, is what life is really about.
Take marriage as an example. It isn't only about you becoming who you are and attracting a wonderful life partner. It isn't only about growing together as a couple and as individuals as you get to know each other through out your dating time. It isn't only about sharing in moments with your loved ones while planning your wedding and celebrating on your wedding day. And it isn't only about all of the ways in which you and your partner choose to move through your years together as husband and wife. Whether you choose to be parents, grow your careers, create a living space to call a home…
It’s never only about one moment in time. It’s about all of the moments, as they are happening, along the way.
There is only one true destination in life. The present moment, the now. And you are always there whether you’re conscious of it or not.
Don’t expend your life’s time and energy trying to get to someplace. All you have to do is slow down and just be. When you do this you will realize you have already arrived at the most wonderful destination you could imagine. When you are present in your now moments, you truly are enjoying the ride.
The Station - by Robert 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 mountains and rolling hills, of biting winter and blazing summer and cavorting spring and docile fall.
But uppermost in our minds is the final destination. On a certain day at a certain hour we will pull into the station. There will be bands playing, and flags waving. And once we get there so many wonderful dreams will come true. So many wishes will be fulfilled and so many pieces of our lives finally will be 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 is no one station, no one place to arrive at once and for all. The 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. Translated it means, "When I'm 18, that will be it ! When I buy a new 450 SL Mercedes Benz, that will be it ! When I put the last kid through college, that will be it ! When I have paid off the mortgage, that will be it ! When I win a promotion, that will be it ! When I reach the age of retirement, that will be it ! I shall 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" is a good motto, especially when coupled with Psalm 118:24: "This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it." 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 more often, swim more rivers, watch more sunsets, laugh more and cry less. Life must be lived as we go along. The station will come soon enough.
Robert J. Hastings Estate