This very moment of pain can teach us

Generally speaking, we regard discomfort in any form as bad news. For certain people though, people who have a hunger to know what is true- feelings like disappointment, embarrassment, irritaion, resentment, anger, jealousy, and fear instead of being bad news are actually very clear moments that teach us where it is that we are holding back. They are like messengers that show us, with terrifying clarity, exactly where we are stuck.

Those events and people in our lives who trigger our unresolved issues could be regarded as good news. We do not have to look for anything. We do not need to create situations in which we reach our limits, they occur all by themselves. Each day, I feel, we are given opportunities to open up or shut down.

The most precious opportunity presents itself when we come to a place where we think we can not handle whatever is happening. When we feel like things have gone to far, it is too much, or we feel bad about ourselves. When we feel there is no way we can manipulate the situation to make ourselves come out looking good. No matter how hard we try nothing seems to work. Basically life has us nailed to a wall.

Most of us do not look at these situatios as teachings. We automatically hate them, we run away from them , we use all kinds of things to escape. I feel like all addictions stem from moments when we are pushed to the edge and we can not stand it.

I have had moments over the last two months where I feel I can sink or swim. I have had moments where I have found myself being pushed to the edge of feeling hopeless, and just wanting something to allow me to escape. I have tried lots of things perscription pills, and at times alcohol. Sometimes I have combined the two. Sure fixes,or so I thought for the moment. I felt like I was being pushed to the edge and that is why I took a pill, or had a couple fo drinks. Not realizing taking that pill and drinking what was actually pushing me to the edge. In drinking, and taking that pill, I discovered a very dark place. In finding that dark place I became depressed. While I have worked through some of my depression it is still a part of my life. The difference now is that I look at these moments to teach me.

While I still stuggle to stay away from those quick fixes, more times than not I find myself embracing those moments of discomfort. I have learned to take it all in. I have let the pain of life touch my heart and have turned it into compassion.

Peace and love to all who enter here….

Proper Etiquette

So I was on facebook the other day and one of my friends posted a question: If you e-mail someone, and you know they read it, and they do not e-mail you back what does that mean ?

She received serveral responces all pretty much telling her the same thing. Things like: that person sucks, their rude, not worth your time, stop e-mailing that person, ect…

So then about an hour later I talked with someone that does that exact same thing. This person gets beautifully written e-mails, and while this person, (in that person’s defense), has never said “e-mail me”, I do.

Now this person said there is no etiquette for e-mails. I think that there is. Receiving an e-mail especailly if it is personal is like receiving a letter. So you should write back. You should acknowledge that this person made contact.

People are so busy, and so wrapped up in things that do not matter. What matters are the people. Our lives are so privledged by many standards yet basic communication, gratitude, love and affection is so difficult for many. People should stop and realize what truly matters. I think they would be surprised if they asked themselves that question, what the answer is.

I know who and what matters, and that has made all the difference.

Peace and love to all who enter here.

A simple peace within

For many years I have felt restless. It was not until recently that I have felt inner peace. So many times I found myself willing to give up, yet I realized healing can be found in the tenderness of pain.

I think I felt that by protecting myself from pain that I was being kind to myself. The truth was I was only becoming more fearful, and alienated. I experienced myself as being seperate from a whole. My family, friends, everyone. This feeling of separateness became like a prison for me.

When I finally let people in I found that there were people out there that had compassion, and empathy. I let those people in and what I found was I started to heal myself, I found the inner peace I so needed. People can change you. They can inspire you and help heal. And for all the complexities of life, joy can be found in a simple gesture of someone showing that they care.

Peace and love to all who enter here

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