I was not born with peace in my heart.
I was born with a sword in my hand.
I have been brave all of my life.
On Sadness, Death and Grief…
I have survived the gamut of heart wrenching pain, of sorrow, of death. I had to fall, rise, fall again and scream out loud, out of anger and frustration, disappointment and joy. I survived as a means to familiarize myself with a life of unknowns, of happiness and peace that can only be recognized after the chaos.
Life teaches us balance, as students we must study and learn the hard way, in the trenches of the school of hard knocks. What I had to learn on my own, as a child, is that the monsters can only last till the morning light and then, I had to get up and deal with what came with the day and be magical with it because as long as I have air in my lungs, opportunity awaits in abundance.
I have learned through my sadness to treasure all moments that I share with the tribe I love, with every stranger I meet, with every opportunity I am given, because without the sadness I would not recognize my joy and happiness.
I have also acknowledge my strengths and the fact that I am my own Wonder Woman and Super-Man combined into one. That I am the superhero in my story, that my Perseverance, Tenacity and Courage are unbreakable, they are Fierce!
Death has forced me to remember that tomorrow is not promised and so I must hold gratitude close to my heart, right alongside acceptance.
Death teaches us to say I LOVE YOU often.
Death teaches us that we do not have time, to waste time!
Grief has taught me that it is a forever guest, a guest that will arrive unexpectedly and stir up emotions and cause chaos. I, at one point in my life believed that if I allowed myself to grieve, that it would pass and be gone. I was wrong. Today, I have learned to just walk through it, walk with it, as I quietly whisper to myself “this too shall pass.”
Sadness and grief will always be tucked into my back pocket until death do us part. I have learned to appreciate the trees in the winter which aspire me to keep growing and going. Those dead trees of winter teach me that in the Spring they will awaken themselves back to life, and grow the beautiful leaves that will provide me with shade and a breeze and bring beauty to my life. I like to remind others the importance of “hugging a tree” when you are sad, down, and full of self-doubt, trust me, it will teach you many life lessons, especially on how to stand firm in your beliefs while you weather the many storms that arrive at your doorstep with the intentions of bringing you down.” ~ Life – Death – Re-birth ~
Sadness – Death – Grief is simply – Joy – Life – Laughter turned inside out. We cannot have one without the other.
I was not born with peace in my heart.
I was born with a sword in my hand.
I have been brave all of my life.
(A small excerpt from ~ Soul Searching for Peace – 2nd Edition – coming SOON)
Magically Orgasmic 