How many times in our lives does The Universe save our asses and we don’t even realize we’ve been saved?
When I was a teenager I had a mantra to help get me through things that I wasn’t enjoying (mostly church). I would sit next to my parents on that stupid wooden pew and, in my head, I would chant:
This cannot possibly last forever, nothing lasts forever. This cannot possibly last forever, nothing lasts forever.
I’m not much of a whiner.
At least I try not to be.
Obviously I have times where I rant and complain and yes, possibly whine.
But I would rather be a grateful person and try to look at all the good and see the positive around me.
What can I say… It sucks…
“Anything that’s human is mentionable, and anything that is mentionable can be more manageable. When we can talk about our feelings, they become less overwhelming, less upsetting, and less scary. The people we trust with that important talk can help us know that we are not alone.” ~ Fred Rogers
If You Thought You Knew How Awesome Mr. Rogers Was, Wait Until You See This – click to be redirected 🙂
I mentioned it briefly when I was over at Alaska’s house Tuesday night.
Wednesday afternoon I got the sweetest phone call. It was Alaska calling to ask if I would like to come over and spend Thanksgiving with his family and their friends.
I’ve already met some of his family and I thought it would be an interesting change from my normal quiet 4-person holiday…
With a family much different than the one I came from…
We talked about it for a minute and I accepted his invitation.
… … The inner journey of discovering yourself, begins by consciously cultivating emotions of contentment, gratitude and compassion.
You cannot be empty if you are content, you can’t be sad if you are grateful, you can’t be angry if you are compassionate.
Fill yourself with love. It’s worth it. Recalibrate your thoughts, so you may realign your emotions.
Scriptures call it shunayata (IAST: śūnyatā) from the Sanskrit word shunya which means zero or emptiness. It is the essence of life and all perceptible phenomena.
In the dark night of the soul, when you lose your own reflection, when aching emptiness becomes unbearable loneliness, just sit tight and wait for the dawn. The sun will rise again and the shadows of joys will enthrall you one more time. Bear in mind though, shadows are just that — shadows. They are impermanent and unstable. Everything is. This is life. This is fine. This is beautiful.
There were a couple of days last week that could have possibly gone a little bit better.
Last Tuesday started out like it was going to be a normal day. I woke up with Alaska, morning sex, shower, kiss good-bye, the whole bit. It was nice.
I am thankful to say that the reason I haven’t been writing is because I have nothing really to write about. Things are mostly quiet in my life.