UP IN SMOKE. Sometimes, by the time you choose to be here now, you find
yourself out of time. And all seems to be going, going, gone. Up in smoke.
Life passes quickly and much of it is gone before we even see the opportunity it
presented us. Some of us arrive at a point of disillusionment. We feel the fire
waning within us. We sense the flicker of time passing by. We see the sudden
flash of all that has been left unsaid or undone.
Perhaps we lose hope. Perhaps we lose our way. But all is never lost, and the way
is always opening up. Where we see the last ember, life rises up unseen from ash
and raises us to greater possibility than we could ever have imagined for ourselves.