I don't believe in coincidences. I am a firm believer that everything happens for a reason. Even if this is not true, which, perhaps it may not be, I choose to believe it even so because it attributes order, sense and meaning to the confusing, nonsensical and, at times, overwhelming nature of life. I believe wholeheartedly in cause and effect, and that if an awful thing happens, it has not occurred in vain. There is always a purpose behind it. It is this unwavering faith, this stringent knowledge that is from heartache and tragedy are born gifts of learning and growth, that there is a greater meaning and purpose behind even the most seemingly cruel and painful circumstances, that helps me through the difficult moments of my life.
Some people wholeheartedly disagree with me and choose to assume life is a disconnected series of pointless events. We are all entitled to our own belief systems, and I would never try to convince someone to accept my thoughts as true, but for me, life, with all its ups and downs and in-betweens, is wayward and distressing enough; and to view it from this fragmented and purposeless perspective would only intensify my grief and dull my joy.
Things happen, regardless of whether or not we plan for them; regardless of whether or not we attempt to do everything in our power to prevent them. I am learning to release the pangs of guilt I feel every time I think of something I could have done differently to help ensure this "accident" didn't happen; I am learning to let go of the aching caused by words unspoken and apologies withheld; I am learning to forgive myself for being a testy.
Iam also realizing that even when we feel we are drowning in a sea of anguish, when the waves are crashing over us so powerfully and we grow exhausted and weary from thrashing and flailing to stay afloat, at the very instant we think of giving into the tempest, and abandoning all hope of rescue, we must excite our faith...and hold on more tightly. The waves will calm, the skies will eventually shine vibrantly blue and we will find within us the strength, and desire, to continue and endure.
I have confronted these waves, from the unruly storm to the serene sea, for every single day i can tell you with certainty that we are never given anything we cannot handle. I dont say that i could handle anything, but I am, indeed, handling. And even when I feel weakest, I am reminded by the way I am continuing to persevere, and live my life, that I have become a much stronger version of myself than I ever imagined I could be.
I believe this is the eloquent and purposeful meaning of all our lives.
"In the darkest hour the soul is replenished and given strength to continue and endure".
"every morning I rise with the sun carrying the fire within, every evening i set with it only to rise up again. the core of my being is my soul returns,Dancing the very air that it breathes the fire within me will never die
Words Unspoken
here i go with small F---T piece with all my strength
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"Not everything is better spoken aloud. Not when I see you"
Why can't you be there for me the way I need you to? Why can you only incorporate me into your life when it's convenient for you -- when there's an empty space aching to be filled?
I don't understand. Don't you want me to be happy?If You choose to move on with your life, who's there to think about me. If you want to be with me, then speak up ;quit being living your life so inauthentically. And if you don't, then walk away and let me be.
Don't start this with me unless you intend to see it through.
You're a pillar of strength and I admire your groundedness and the way you live your life with integrity and determination.I can't wait to make more memories and remain friend to you im my golden years.im here to sustain you.
I wish you saw in yourself what I see every time I look at you: a beautiful, witty, intelligent, sensitive, clever individual. You are worthy and worth-it. --------.
I'm envious of your life. And yours. And yours. And yours
Sometimes I forget where you end and I begin.
I fear if I stop giving so much of myself to you, you won't need me anymore. I don't want to lose you.
(thats it guys........this is what i can make out from my limited resources and maximum strength)
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"Not everything is better spoken aloud. Not when I see you"
Why can't you be there for me the way I need you to? Why can you only incorporate me into your life when it's convenient for you -- when there's an empty space aching to be filled?
I don't understand. Don't you want me to be happy?If You choose to move on with your life, who's there to think about me. If you want to be with me, then speak up ;quit being living your life so inauthentically. And if you don't, then walk away and let me be.
Don't start this with me unless you intend to see it through.
You're a pillar of strength and I admire your groundedness and the way you live your life with integrity and determination.I can't wait to make more memories and remain friend to you im my golden years.im here to sustain you.
I wish you saw in yourself what I see every time I look at you: a beautiful, witty, intelligent, sensitive, clever individual. You are worthy and worth-it. --------.
I'm envious of your life. And yours. And yours. And yours
Sometimes I forget where you end and I begin.
I fear if I stop giving so much of myself to you, you won't need me anymore. I don't want to lose you.
(thats it guys........this is what i can make out from my limited resources and maximum strength)
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I'M NOT GREED by Santhosh Sagar N is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 India License.
Based on a work at www.poorboy1.blogspot.com.