Every so often something happens. It may be a common everyday occurrence or something totally new, but it happens. And then you are affected. In an instant your mood and manner changes. A light is shone upon a portion of your soul. When exposed to the light the truth becomes clear. This truth is not a truth to share with others but a truth to take to the heart. Introspection,contemplation and prayer are the remedies. There is little we can do. Old wounds and worries surface. They are drawn to the light.
Our minds are amazing things. Capable of complex thought and simple pleasure. We can hide the things that are painful in the corners somewhere,yet they still thrive. When we least expect it, our guard is down, and they reappear in the frontal lobe. Thought is triggered. A reexamination of ourselves is in order. And all of this happens in an instant.
This happened to me this very morning. The result ? I find myself in a pensive mood. I expect this will last for a short period of time. I have become quite good at suppressing this sort of thing. I believe it is called being " mature. " No need to overreact or take any action whatsoever. It is just a bump in the road. In a way it is good to be reminded every now and again. It can make you gain a new perspective.
In the end, with some things ,there is nothing to be done. You just have to let things run their natural course. We are not in complete control. I believe that is what these little blips are all about. They are reminders. Reminders that we are just the tools There are things we can not, nor should we aspire to : control. That realization is not a resignation, but an acknowledgement. Do not struggle against the universe. Compassion is the substance of wisdom. We must remember that, and be compassionate not only with others, but with ourselves.
Our minds are amazing things. Capable of complex thought and simple pleasure. We can hide the things that are painful in the corners somewhere,yet they still thrive. When we least expect it, our guard is down, and they reappear in the frontal lobe. Thought is triggered. A reexamination of ourselves is in order. And all of this happens in an instant.
This happened to me this very morning. The result ? I find myself in a pensive mood. I expect this will last for a short period of time. I have become quite good at suppressing this sort of thing. I believe it is called being " mature. " No need to overreact or take any action whatsoever. It is just a bump in the road. In a way it is good to be reminded every now and again. It can make you gain a new perspective.
In the end, with some things ,there is nothing to be done. You just have to let things run their natural course. We are not in complete control. I believe that is what these little blips are all about. They are reminders. Reminders that we are just the tools There are things we can not, nor should we aspire to : control. That realization is not a resignation, but an acknowledgement. Do not struggle against the universe. Compassion is the substance of wisdom. We must remember that, and be compassionate not only with others, but with ourselves.
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