But perhaps, that was the point of the sign. Not to predict what truthfully lay ahead but rather, to get drivers to slow down, be cautious, pay attention to the road and its possibilities.
Imagine if life came with such a sign.
Imagine if we were each born with a “Deadly Possibilities Ahead: Live With Caution<” switch.
Imagine if we never tried. To live outside our comfort zones. To experience new things. To venture new places. To meet new people.
The road of life can be filled with deadly potholes. It can also be filled with moments that take your breath away. With vistas that inspire your heart to leap for joy and throw all caution to the winds of fate as you throw yourself into living this moment passing by.
These are the moments worth living for. These are the moments worth adventuring towards. These breath-stealing moments of pure and utter delight where you are immersed in the wonder of being alive, right now.
These moments where every fibre in your body leans into the edge as you leap in freedom-drenched joy.
These moments where you scream out loud in sheer exhilaration and send your voice into the winds of time capturing every sound you make.
These moments where you dance fearlessly in the delight of being alive in this moment right now. At this place, right here. In this way, exactly as you are exactly as the world is around you, right now.
We walked along Wickinnish Beach yesterday. Ran through the waves. Splashed and kicked up frothy sun-speckled water. We laughed and spun about and sat quietly in the sun, woaking up the splendor of the moment, the time right now.
We did not walk with caution. We did not watch for potholes but instead, watched for whales spouting off the shore. Watched to see their giant bodies arc along the curling surface of the rolling seas.
We watched bald eagles sail upon the wind and dive down to pick up an octopus washed ashore as spluttering seagulls kept their distance and cawed in frustration.
We watched a horse and rider canter along the beach and smiled at the infrequent people we passed. We sat on the beach and listened to the surf’s rumbling roar and felt the calming rhythm of the waves wash over us.
We were only two of a handful of people on miles of beach, soaking up the sun, reveling in the salt kissed air, and savouring the beauty of it all.
It was a glorious day. A day to spend hours in the sun at the edge of the land where sky meets sea. Streaky wisps of clouds drifted high overhead while we soaked up every ounce of joy.
Life doesn’t come with warnings of potholes ahead. It comes with its invitation to live it, right now, and savour the moment, right here.
I’m so grateful.