The Heart of Life is Good.
I had some cute little story about the weather in Annapolis vs. Nevada City -- about not getting caught up in what you can't change the past -- that I was going to share as an attempt to smoothly segue in this post, but I guess I'm just not in the mood to pretend I don't have an agenda.
Live and let live.
Remember back in elementary school when you'd oh-so-innocently peer over at your neighbor's classwork and not-so-subtly try to "whisper" to him that he'd gotten number five wrong and he should do this, duh... only to get scolded by the teacher (who came out of nowhere) for not keeping your eyes on your own paper, despite the fact you were only trying to help? Well. Yeah. There's a lesson in that. And it still applies.
Life fucking sucks sometimes, and I "know" because I hear people saying that all the time like it's some holy, all-encompassing goddamn mantra to live by. Here's a better one: life is an effing mosaic. Fluid. The people around you will constantly change, and sometimes it seems like nothing is ever going to be stable ever again; relationships you thought would always be strong morph into something unrecognizable. It hurts to leave something behind that was once your rock, it hurts so bad, but there's nothing else to do but pick up the reigns and try to find solid ground again. But when those relationships crumbling are external from your own, the ones between people you care about and have a significant interest in their wellbeing?
There's nothing to do but get on with your life too. You can and will hurt from it just as easily as if it was a relationship of your own. You can form opinions, you can feel pissed off and think whatever the heck you want about it - but you can't change it, so you might as well keep it to yourself. To condemn or judge is a waste of time and for one very simple reason: it's not your life. It's not your life to live.
Someone gave me an interesting perspective recently: even if you live to be 100 years old, that's only 100 summers, 100 springs and 100 falls, 100 winters. Suddenly, even a number as big as one hundred seems far too small.
It's hard to watch people you care about hurting and hurting from each other. And I know that hurting inside very easily transforms into anger when you're trying to hide from it, when you don't want to talk about it. And that's fine. But maybe instead of asking someone what they're doing with their life, you should be focusing on what you're doing with yours. Are you happy? Are you doing everything you can with the short time you are (consciously) given?
Is it really so much easier to stay angry, than to realize and accept that someone you love is doing everything in his power to become the person he knows he's supposed to be inside? Even if you don't agree?
Think on it.
.. pain throws your heart to the ground,
and love turns the whole thing around..
Live and let live.
Remember back in elementary school when you'd oh-so-innocently peer over at your neighbor's classwork and not-so-subtly try to "whisper" to him that he'd gotten number five wrong and he should do this, duh... only to get scolded by the teacher (who came out of nowhere) for not keeping your eyes on your own paper, despite the fact you were only trying to help? Well. Yeah. There's a lesson in that. And it still applies.
Life fucking sucks sometimes, and I "know" because I hear people saying that all the time like it's some holy, all-encompassing goddamn mantra to live by. Here's a better one: life is an effing mosaic. Fluid. The people around you will constantly change, and sometimes it seems like nothing is ever going to be stable ever again; relationships you thought would always be strong morph into something unrecognizable. It hurts to leave something behind that was once your rock, it hurts so bad, but there's nothing else to do but pick up the reigns and try to find solid ground again. But when those relationships crumbling are external from your own, the ones between people you care about and have a significant interest in their wellbeing?
There's nothing to do but get on with your life too. You can and will hurt from it just as easily as if it was a relationship of your own. You can form opinions, you can feel pissed off and think whatever the heck you want about it - but you can't change it, so you might as well keep it to yourself. To condemn or judge is a waste of time and for one very simple reason: it's not your life. It's not your life to live.
Someone gave me an interesting perspective recently: even if you live to be 100 years old, that's only 100 summers, 100 springs and 100 falls, 100 winters. Suddenly, even a number as big as one hundred seems far too small.
It's hard to watch people you care about hurting and hurting from each other. And I know that hurting inside very easily transforms into anger when you're trying to hide from it, when you don't want to talk about it. And that's fine. But maybe instead of asking someone what they're doing with their life, you should be focusing on what you're doing with yours. Are you happy? Are you doing everything you can with the short time you are (consciously) given?
Is it really so much easier to stay angry, than to realize and accept that someone you love is doing everything in his power to become the person he knows he's supposed to be inside? Even if you don't agree?
Think on it.
.. pain throws your heart to the ground,
and love turns the whole thing around..