There is nothing “once and for all” in any decision to change. Each day brings a new embarking. It’s always a recalibration and a reassessing of attitude and the old, tired ways of proceeding, which are hard to shake for any of us.
When you are in despair, the inability to care for our own lives consistently plays out in the abandonment of all reason and surely all hope.
It is in this place where we judge the other and feel the impossibility of anything getting bridged. The gulf too wide and the gap too distant, the walls grow higher, and we forget who we are meant to be to each other.
“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul, that sings the song without the words and never stops at all.”~Emily Dickinson
There is no force in the world better able to alter anything from its course than love. Meeting the world with a loving heart will determine what we find there. Then, we are no longer saddled by the burden of our persistent judgments, our ceaseless withholding, our constant exclusion. Our sphere has widened, and we find ourselves, quite unexpectedly, in a new, expansive location, in a place of endless acceptance and infinite love.
Sooner or later, we all discover that kindness is the only strength there is.
I’ve come to trust the value of simply showing up – and singing the song without the words. And yet, each time I find myself sitting with the pain that others carry – overwhelmed with my own inability to do much more than stand in awe, dumbstruck by the sheer size of the burden – more than I’ve ever been asked to carry.
Having light and knowing where to shine it is all we can ever do for others – we cannot save anyone. We will all find ourselves in the dark at some point and you will hope, and you will wait for someone else to shine the light for you.