…I admit: I see great value in the statement below. Am I capable of living within the wisdom behind it? Do I have the courage? To a dramatic disadvantage of my physical and emotional well-being: no. Perhaps, you do. If so, then I wish more inner strength to you.
“When you realize the fact that everything changes and find your composure in it, there you find yourself in nirvana.” ~ Shogaku Shunryu Suzuki
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“Betty died of a broken heart. Some people laugh when they hear that phrase, but that’s because they don’t know anything about the world. People die of broken hearts. It happens every day, and it will go on happening to the end of time.” ~ Paul Auster, Man in the Dark
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…I know I am the one who selected the quote below for today but I am not at all sure how to understand it…is it possible that the inability to attribute an immediate meaning to what we believe we see becomes a most vital part of our understanding in the end?
“A difficult thing it is to be born as a human and every man who floats lazily through this world must sink to the depths again.” ~ Saigyo/Sato Norikiyo
35 and more pounds later
the hole inside still refuses to cease fire
and it will not at all relent
unless one ceases to insist
in protest the body lets go
its frame already chronically ailed
no longer able to bear well the pain
*E.E: Emotional Eater (an abbreviation self-coined after the A.A. model)
For some, it is the alcohol; for others, food. Overusing it, that is. To numb acute sensations. Or to lessen the inborn high sensitivity of emotions when reacting to life. Bluntly put: being self-destructive. Due to the inability to accept rejection by an other [sic]. Or by one’s self.
…while I respectfully post the quote below, I am well aware how a life reality shared by many of us determines whether or not we can indeed “follow what brings us alive”: from under the chains of the multitudes of moments forced upon us to be spent making a living for survival, doing “that which brings us alive” becomes an unaffordable luxury…
“What is truly a part of our spiritual path is that which brings us alive. If gardening brings us alive, that is part of our path, if it is music, if it is conversation…we must follow what brings us alive.” ~ David Steindl-Rast
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Thank you for the reminder Laura Lee, my dear Facebook friend! With your Jack Kerouac quote below, that is…
“My fault, my failure, is not in the passions I have, but in my lack of control of them.” ~ Jack Kerouac
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In dealing with life’s challenging aspects, do you find yourself seeking comfort in the statements (world famous or not) of individuals – the living as well as the dead, who seem to have attained wisdom? I do. More often than not, in fact. For I am not one who leads a wise life. Not even what can be defined vaguely as wise. At least not according to what I conclude from my occasional scan-readings of countless posts on some social media platforms regarding how-to-live-with this-with that-formulas for our lives.
If you have ever encountered overly joyous proclaims, prescribing an overnight recipe as to how to be happy with everything traumatic that comes our way, then you will understand why any pleasure I can possibly take in those types of announcements is exhausted by now…
As I have noticed only a short time ago, my antipathy for such overgeneralizing glee kept creeping up on me. I realized my emotional reaction was due to one tendency I had: for too long of a while, I had been equating the gleeful re-descriptions of traumatic life experiences with an anomalous exhibition of self-imposed perjury by those “others”. Instead of resisting their “attitudes”, though, I have decided to adjust mine then and there. Negativity was not suiting me after all. Sarcasm, maybe. But not negativity. Not even as acceptable as the worst outfit I had ever worn in public or in my home’s privacy. At least, not when I was donning such negative vibes for prolonged periods of time. As a result of my own dislike toward my moping-behind-the-back-of-others-phases, today’s reflection has come about, which signifies a forerunner to several others to follow in the upcoming weeks. I should probably call it what it really is: a much needed break from articulating negativity in any shape or form…
Having made all these disclaimers, I owe you one advance warning: be prepared not to always expect a rosy advice from the famed and wise (no sarcasm here) during my so-called vacation of serious intent in the land of positivity. Knowing myself (though not at all in the sense of the Ancient Greek aphorism), I suspect that I will end up making sure to sneak among the sunshiny statements of wisdom a few from the dark forces. My overactive mind, preoccupied with creating torturous concerns for me has, after all, proven itself time and again as quite a successful of a dictator when it comes to a disregard of common wisdom…