What do you do when you are dealt a blow that came from left field...or did it...what do you do if that door is calling beckoning to embrace change but it is way TOO HARD...
The big 'A' says to embrace CONTRAST..that contrast builds us and guides us to the best...why then does it HURT so much...?
Questions are so many, answers are so few....
Life and meaning of life and relationships, the emotions are all so raw, vital to our living...but so RAW all the same...
How do you get through to the other end when it feels like an ABYSS vs. a tunnel with even a peak of light shining at the other end....there is no light right now..only darkness...abyss and that feeling of being swallowed and breaking....Authentic living is so hard but so important to me.....
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Supria, I don't know the pain you are going through, only that while I've experienced pain myself for whatever reason, I like to focus on a quote:
"It is not joy that makes us grateful; it is gratitude that makes us joyful." - Brother David Steindl-Rast
I have difficulty with any kind of change and this reminds me to be grateful for everything that I have the opportunity to experience. I really hope this week is much better for you.
Unpleasant surprises are quite difficult to deal with sometimes, but I always like to see if I can understand and embrace the lesson in it.
This post reminds me of one I did not so long ago. Perhaps some good advice :)
http://studiololo.blogspot.com/2008/08/if-sail-anyway.html
Hi to my lovely virtual blog friends...thanks so much for all your well wishes with this one...I SO appreciate the warmth and kindness...I also extend many grateful thoughts to those who have sent me love and care via email messages as a response to this post.
Supria : ) today is a new day...a better day : )
I love the dark hours of my being.
My mind deepens into them.
There I can find, as in old letters,
the days of my life, already lived,
and held like a legend, and understood.
Then the knowing comes: I can open
to another life that's wide and timeless.
So I am sometimes like a tree
rustling over a gravesite
and making real the dream
of the one its living roots
embrace:
a dream once lost
among the sorrows and songs.
~Rainer Maria Rilke~
What a wonderful poem...and so meaningful to my soul as I love TREES...very poignant.
Thanks Jill
Supria
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