Sometimes in a effort to think we have control over our lives or indeed aren't as vulnerable as we may feel, we pull away from the people, and the things that can really help us, or at least give us equilibrium as we finds the answers we seek.
In actuality, we are not in control over our lives, not if we are trusting the Divine Spirit to guide us in timing and decisions, and working simultaneously behind the scenes orchestrating the fruition of our words, thoughts, and actions.
We are given gifts, family, friends, partners, spouses even pets that give our lives meaning, and can if circumstances are optimum enrich us by giving us a sense of value. In the converse, when things are not optimum, those same ones can be the source of much pain, and unless we learn how to move past it, we will stay under the spell of that pain for years to come.
Let us not confuse the two; those who are for us and those who are against us. And don't let stubbornness or pride be the instruments we use to do so.
Pain and difficulty come to all. The thing is to learn from them, gain strength, mercy, perseverance, and thankfulness for enduring, and move on to share your lessons with those willing to hear, and be patient with those that must learn on their own.
Life is a series of change, test, and growth. Some pleasant, some no so pleasant. The trick is to realize that the Universe is conspiring in your favor. If you can see that you are a pupil, ever growing, learning, changing, becoming the best version of You, eventually you will become the master of your life, and with joy enjoy those gifts, as well as the blessedness of silence and meditation, and prayer.
Namaste on your Journey.
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Thursday, May 2, 2019
I've shared some of my story before
, and this being Mental Health Awareness Month, I hoped to share a little more. Short of telling you my whole story, let me start by saying I had a great family, good parents, good siblings. There was a lot of change and things that came from outside that affected me early on. I also had some wonderful teachers, very supportive. If it had not been for all of this, I might not being sharing with you now.
I had always felt like the oddball, the black sheep, because my beliefs were a little different. My family were kind, but very fundamental. The only one who got me was my Mom. She died from a brain tumor just before my 40th birthday, just before I bought my first home, just a little while before I met, what I believed to be, my true love.
Within a few years, stuff happened (Life), and it was clear the dream was over. Then I lost my job, my home, my vehicle. By now I'm 50, over qualified, and in the middle of the economy downturn of the early 2000's.
Moved 7 times in 7 years, staying with friends, and frienemies. Then my Dad had a stroke and got hit by a train, and lived for 3 months. 18 months later, and 3 weeks apart, I lost both of my sisters to cancer.
I'm still here!!! At first I went through the "Why me?" stage, and then after all the crying, and trauma, Two of my best friends pushed me to get help. Two years ago I was diagnosed with Acute PTSD (many triggers). Through meditation, counseling, and time, I have realized that the things/people that hurt me or didn't understand me couldn't hurt me anymore, unless I let them, even the ones that are not in the seen realm any longer. Also, I believe that because I was open to spirituality, the universe, and seeing outside the box, I am finding my purpose.
If we don't evolve, we revolve, or keep going through the same things. I am evolving. Getting stronger, happier. Learn to forgive yourself and others. Don't let them rent out space in your head. Learn to love yourself, there is a reason you are here. Believe it!
, and this being Mental Health Awareness Month, I hoped to share a little more. Short of telling you my whole story, let me start by saying I had a great family, good parents, good siblings. There was a lot of change and things that came from outside that affected me early on. I also had some wonderful teachers, very supportive. If it had not been for all of this, I might not being sharing with you now.
I had always felt like the oddball, the black sheep, because my beliefs were a little different. My family were kind, but very fundamental. The only one who got me was my Mom. She died from a brain tumor just before my 40th birthday, just before I bought my first home, just a little while before I met, what I believed to be, my true love.
Within a few years, stuff happened (Life), and it was clear the dream was over. Then I lost my job, my home, my vehicle. By now I'm 50, over qualified, and in the middle of the economy downturn of the early 2000's.
Moved 7 times in 7 years, staying with friends, and frienemies. Then my Dad had a stroke and got hit by a train, and lived for 3 months. 18 months later, and 3 weeks apart, I lost both of my sisters to cancer.
I'm still here!!! At first I went through the "Why me?" stage, and then after all the crying, and trauma, Two of my best friends pushed me to get help. Two years ago I was diagnosed with Acute PTSD (many triggers). Through meditation, counseling, and time, I have realized that the things/people that hurt me or didn't understand me couldn't hurt me anymore, unless I let them, even the ones that are not in the seen realm any longer. Also, I believe that because I was open to spirituality, the universe, and seeing outside the box, I am finding my purpose.
If we don't evolve, we revolve, or keep going through the same things. I am evolving. Getting stronger, happier. Learn to forgive yourself and others. Don't let them rent out space in your head. Learn to love yourself, there is a reason you are here. Believe it!
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