…breathe out.
I have had a bit of a hard time lately. Too many little things niggling at the whole. These periods are awful. They sort of really suck! No other way to put it. However, I know we must go through them; for it is the darkness that makes the light shine brighter and the good amplified.
There has been some “major” in the bad, but I know these too things shall pass. I suppose some people might say “very major”, but I tend to compartmentalize. It isn’t that I am unaffected, it is just more so that I try to break things down and make them manageable, so as not to buckle under the gravity of them. I guess I take that phrase literally of “don’t sweat the small stuff” and indeed, it is all “small stuff” in the end. Even things that seem to drag on the longest, even an incomprehensible amount of time, are small things, gone in the blink of an eye, certainly in a cosmic sense. We are a moment on a clock that’s keeping a record of “time” we can’t comprehend the span of.
Perhaps we create a ripple in the pond. When something happens that pulls us down, makes us hurt or sad and we allow ourselves open to that negative emotion, perhaps it is then when other things have an opening to come in. It is hardest at those moments to keep moral, keep above water for air and not get pulled under again. Maybe that’s why we say bad things happen at once, come in threes. There’s a gap, like a universal crack, there the bad can sneak in.
I guess we should learn to quickly close the gaps, though it isn’t always easy.
We draw in the energy we put out, perhaps.
We just have to remember to recognize the pattern and change it when we see the cycle beginning.
(Words, are always, easier said than actions actually done).
…There’s always tomorrow, right?