After three months of static....it's once again time for me to tune in and listen up. There is definitely something to be said about getting out of your current environment to find perspective. I traveled for 24 hours and half way around the world to gain 'perspective.' What did I realize???? That everything I want is right in front of me. I want what I have. We spend so many so much energy on constantly wanting more, working toward something or waiting for something, that we forget that what we have is just enough. I've spent a lot of time 'waiting.' But, waiting for what? In that process, I've pushed people away, I've lost contact with special people, I've overlooked others and I've spent a lot of time alone, and ultimately, lonely. Something big clicked this weekend. I'm not exactly ready to trust it completely, but my world shifted. Part of me died, but that part of me needed to go, and now, I'm preparing myself to "go where the love is.'
"When we're beset by crisis, we also begin to recognize our own vulnerability. We see that in one realm or another we, ourselves, could use some assistance. And so, from the chalice of our own need, we start reaching out for help. That's because once we've been taken apart by life, we are more humble, more open, more willing to both give and receive. We take bigger chances. We speak up. We reveal ourselves. We ask. We break down. We accept comfort. Words. A blanket. A meal. In time, we realize that something amazing has happened: that the more we reach out to others, the less lonely we feel ourselves. Somehow, even in the midst of our chaos, we are actually feeling loved. And the beautiful thing is that, the more love we need, suddenly the more love we have to give."
Someone once told me, "we will all take care of each other." When in a crisis, it's hard to ask for help. For me especially. We are wired for 'fight or flight,' and more than anything, we are afraid to let people in, for fear of being hurt. But, what I noticed this week is, "phew, what a relief." Even just speaking the words feels like a thousand pound weight being lifted. What's even more pleasant is trusting the people you are talking to. So, I still warn to choose those people wisely. (I'm still afraid to be hurt or judged).
"Run, walk, or hopscotch, take a train, a plane, or a bus, to the people who can give you some love. They are your family, friends, your neighbors and colleagues. Sometimes they're even strangers. Whoever they are, you'll know them by how they make you feel. With them, you'll feel happy and whole....They recognize your spirit, touch your sensitivity, make you laugh, 'speak your language'......."
A special person told me... that we will, "Live strong with love and care." I'm gonna live by this one for awhile..... I'll let you now where it gets me :)
