cuba february 2009
looking through my photos and reminiscing about calm days. days when all I had to do was get to the beach. my toes in the sand and the sunshine on my face. I miss the peace.
I am strong. I will get through today and when tomorrow arrives on my doorstep I will get up and again my goal will be to make it to the end of the day. and as the sun goes down I dream about the day when the peace will return. and it will.
I told him today that I was oh so tired of it all. that I really was ready for it to be over. that I am sure that one more thing would send me over the edge. that I am not sure that I can make it.
he responded "it could be worse". I looked at him through the tears and I could feel the anger rising in my belly. "how?" I said. "it could always be worse" he said. and with that he held me.
I know it is true. IT could always be worse. I feel sorrow for those who have it worse. I look into their eyes and I want to take away that sadness. and emptiness. I am not alone.
I am learning. I will continue to grow. each day I notice something in me changing. whether it is letting go of a worry. taking time to rest. making time to run or be still in my practice. I am trying. in the midst of all this, this - what can I call it? THIS will not kill me. THIS will make me stronger. I have weathered worse storms. haven't I?
and when THIS storm is over I will wait for the tears to dry and the peace to return...
and it will.
I told him today that I was oh so tired of it all. that I really was ready for it to be over. that I am sure that one more thing would send me over the edge. that I am not sure that I can make it.
he responded "it could be worse". I looked at him through the tears and I could feel the anger rising in my belly. "how?" I said. "it could always be worse" he said. and with that he held me.
I know it is true. IT could always be worse. I feel sorrow for those who have it worse. I look into their eyes and I want to take away that sadness. and emptiness. I am not alone.
I am learning. I will continue to grow. each day I notice something in me changing. whether it is letting go of a worry. taking time to rest. making time to run or be still in my practice. I am trying. in the midst of all this, this - what can I call it? THIS will not kill me. THIS will make me stronger. I have weathered worse storms. haven't I?
and when THIS storm is over I will wait for the tears to dry and the peace to return...
and it will.
"find peace" may 2009
and please remember that you are not alone!!!!!
ReplyDeleteyou can draw on the strength that you have poured into others - friends and family can be like batteries - you just have to make sure they are plugged in!