There's something in me that won't give up, that struggles to stay open and not just shrug or go numb. Lord knows, there are a raft of reasons to pull the covers over my head, refuse to get out of bed, worship at the shirine of cynical despair. Call it what you will - the still, small voice, the light within, Spirit, life force, All That Is - no name, every name, the outcome is the same. There's something in me that just won't roll over and play dead despite the tall odds stacked against it. I mean, if we were playing Charades, what could I say? "Sounds like - Pain." "Sounds like - First you struggle, then you die." I can't dispute the truth that life is hard, and certainly not smooth, and yet, and still, once again, I try. I reach inside and find a moment of wonder, the urge to love, the truth that we're all walking in the same direction. If I can write a poem, cook a meal, plant a few seeds, if I can leave the world a better place today for having lived, isn't that enough? Yeah, I know. I want proof too, or lacking that, at least a dramatic scene where I'm swept away by a tidal wave of bliss, never to suffer again. The real deal is the choice to stay awake in the face of what is actually happening. It's the unbearable truth that I and you and all of us are learning to be human at the same time that we're divine. Perfect imperfection. Trial and error. The universe's grand experiment. Each one of us is no less important to the cosmos than the Big Bang. I've got my role to play even if I can't articulate exactly what it is. All I can do is say yes to what is mine to do. Say yes and take a single step, casting my vote for life and not a living death. Author Unkown.
where is that like button? lol. I like it Susan. I am not ready to cast my vote for life, I am use to the living death though..... Keeping you in my thoughts this week and always ♥