Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.
Some truths we know but struggle against. The good Doctor was right. We need to smile because that wonderful thing happened, but instead, most of us, end up crying because it’s over. We do our best to keep it alive even as we feel it slipping through our fingers. We are so attached to feeling good that we just can’t bear to let it go.
I am working now on appreciating, valuing, and loving, while not being attached to any particular outcome. I do not have the words to express how difficult this really is! Yet as I have been going down this path, I have found that it is beginning to work. I have become more authentic to myself and my life has begun to make some nearly miraculous changes.
My daughter decided what she wants to do when she grows up [she’s a young adult]. I have always believed that family should come first and so I would do whatever it took in order to make her dreams come true. In this case, it would entail a cross country move. At first I was filled with fear and doubt. By American standards we are living just above poverty. We can afford what we need [which makes us incredibly blessed], and some things we want. In order to move us I would need enough money to move and a steady income at the other end. I told the Universe I wanted this to happen and I had no earthly idea how. In a timely fashion, the Universe supplied me with the opportunity to work 100% remotely! I went to a eBuyer and sold the house for enough to pay off the debt! I should have enough money for the move as well. I even love my new job more than my previous job! I am in the middle of this journey still, but because I was not attached to how we managed it all, only that we managed it all, I have been amazed at the journey and how things have just happened as if by magic! Not only that but since it hasn’t been because of my planning, I am able to really appreciate and value the miracle rather than being stressed and trying to force it all to work out.
All that said, it is a process. I have bad moments, and days, and sometimes weeks, as I struggle with my desire to control things [which I cannot do anyway!!!]. I tell myself it’s okay to try and fail as long as you get back up and try again.
sweet words like petals
drifting in the spring breezes
truth solid as granite
i will speak my truth
maybe you will like it.
maybe you will hate it.
if i let that shape me
i am not me, and this
would not be
look me in the eye
when i talk to you!
listen when i describe
the you i see.
hear the love in my voice
from the other side
of the mirror.
take the time to pause
before you open your mouth
to say something you
only mean in the moment.
rain fills my thoughts
with rainbows of
color in spring blooms
impossibly white clouds
you worry what others think until
it overtakes your life
driving you to say, do and be
things that you are not.
too much you say
which feels like all the rest to
me and other observers.
a ray of golden sunlight
passing through dismal
gray clouds and
i finally get to see you.
she says she has no favorites
then wonders why they know
which of them she preferred.
actions speak louder than words.
In order to be who you are, you must be willing to let go of who you think you are.
Today I spent 10 minutes in a meditation where I focused on my breathing. I used a free app, Insight Timer, which I highly recommend. With your permission, it turns off the notifications on your phone while you are using it which helps to avoid distractions.
After that, I practiced a focused meditation upon the above quote. I love short quotes like this because there are so many ways you can take something like this. After some contemplation, I decided that for me, in this moment, it means that you must let go of your own pre-conceived notions of self, those established in your childhood, youth, teens, 20s, and however far past that you have gotten. It means disregarding the labels, good and bad. In letting go of the labels, yours for yourself and others for you, you will be able to find your own self of the moment.
The art of writing is the art of discovering what you believe.
Have you found this to be true? If you are one who struggles for words, you may not believe this, but I agree with Gustave. I find that as I write, I discover clarity in my own thoughts, my own beliefs, my own sticking points. I find enlightenment when I write for no one because I do not censor myself. No matter how ‘silly’, ‘ridiculous’, or socially unacceptable it may seem at first.
The key is reflection. You must follow the thought, chase it across the paper, or the screen, until it slows enough for you to embrace it, understand it, acknowledge it, accept it. We often try to edit as we write, but this utterly defeats the process of discovery.
The whole of life, from the moment you are born to the moment you die, is a process of learning.
With each day, with each moment, we are experiencing firsts. I learn something every day. It’s not always something big that I learn. Today I learned that the trees across the street bloom in pink and fuchsia. This may not seem like something earth-shattering, but it is something I did not know yesterday, and it is a beautiful thing to know in my opinion.
We accept the love we think we deserve.
Have you ever heard the phrase, ‘when people tell you who they are, believe them?” It took me a very long time to really grasp that concept.
I heard another great new phrase the other day too. It went, “you have to hate yourself in order to hate others.” It just struck me when I heard it. We have all heard the inverse, but this look was so new that it startled.
When I combine these in my head, I get to Chbosky’s quote. When we accept love, and yes, we really do need to accept love, we accept the love from another that we feel for ourselves. If someone loves you more than you love yourself, you end up feeling like you don’t deserve them. If they love you less than you love yourself, you feel that they don’t deserve you.
All of this leaves me wondering; do relationships end because as we grow and mature the love we have for ourselves grows and matures as well, but our exterior love relationship doesn’t change?