"Life is a Journey." One hears this phrase so often; it has lot its magic. Words without magic are just phoneme-grapheme chunks. Squiggly lines matched with sounds. Sounds without solace. Words are magic.
I am so grateful now that... Magic.
I beg to differ with the original statement. It isn't Life that is the journey. Joy is the Journey. Life is the embryo within the stone, the seed within the soil. When it erupts, when it breaks forth, when Life blossoms, THEN it is Joy. And Joy is the Journey we came here to experience.
For you shall go out with joy, be led forth with peace. The mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing. And all the trees shall clap their hands.
You shall go out with Joy!