As they always say. Either one aspect is perfectly in place and the other is crap or the other way around, and sometimes when we're really fortunate, everything is perfect. Rarely the case. So I want to talk about failure. It's bound to happen to us in some way, shape, or form. For those who are naive, they do not see their failure. They see only themselves, and they're pretty sure they're loved by everyone. Then there are those who are sure they're not loved by everyone, but they're pretty sure they should be. "Why doesn't he realize that I'm right and that I'm awesome?" My theory is that this is a defense mechanism people use to prevent themselves from falling to pieces. Then there are those like me who seem overly sensitive, and really need to learn how to "be a man." Well, I'm already off track from what I was trying to say.
Every day I fail. How I interpret this failure determines how the next time goes and how my day goes. But the first problem is that I interpreted it as failure. So it seems I don't have the same oomph as Thomas Edison who said he "never failed, but successfully found ways that didn't work." Well, that's not a direct quote, but it was along those lines. But in his world, when something didn't work out, he saw it as a productive process-of-elimination experience. So I want to see my world in that way. But it's hard. Like everyone else, I want every thing to work out well every time. I know that rain makes us appreciate sunshine and pain makes us appreciate release, but I'm not a fan of the rain and I could live without the pain. Well, life has other plans. And I fell down. And I got up again, brushed myself off, and then wondered to myself, is it even worth it? Let me assure myself-and whomever else is reading this- it IS worth it. It's just a pain. And the pain IS one thing that helps us heal. Without it, we don't cry out. Without it, we don't try to change our current condition. But we have to try. We have to look for the healing and ask for the healing and receive the healing. If we let that pain linger, it just grows. So we have to overcome it. How?
A question not easily answered. And I won't say because I don't really know. What I know is that to continue moving is the only option. Do projects. Blog. Write poetry. Draw pictures. Release often comes through expression, and expressions often help us understand what brought the release. Be in nature. Play an instrument. Just listen to an instrument. Listen to silence, until we can hear what surrounds us. Listen to people. Learn from those with more experience.
In any case, keep pushing. Some people would say PUSH- Pray Until Something Happens. Others would say PUSH- Push Until Something Happens. Others would say we should just give it time, because time solves all things and heals all wounds. As for that last statement, I'll borrow a phrase from my good friend and respond with "even if you say so."
If there's anybody out there, I'd appreciate your support. I mean, your encouragement. A lof of what I wrote was what I wanted to say to myself. Anyway, you can find my e-mail on this blog, so feel free. And if you're fighting something now- "I didn't hear no bell! Get up!" If you're fighting SOMEONE now, consider what role love plays in the current situation. Sometimes what we want is not the best thing for us. Naturally, you're free to disagree. But please think about it.
Every day I fail. How I interpret this failure determines how the next time goes and how my day goes. But the first problem is that I interpreted it as failure. So it seems I don't have the same oomph as Thomas Edison who said he "never failed, but successfully found ways that didn't work." Well, that's not a direct quote, but it was along those lines. But in his world, when something didn't work out, he saw it as a productive process-of-elimination experience. So I want to see my world in that way. But it's hard. Like everyone else, I want every thing to work out well every time. I know that rain makes us appreciate sunshine and pain makes us appreciate release, but I'm not a fan of the rain and I could live without the pain. Well, life has other plans. And I fell down. And I got up again, brushed myself off, and then wondered to myself, is it even worth it? Let me assure myself-and whomever else is reading this- it IS worth it. It's just a pain. And the pain IS one thing that helps us heal. Without it, we don't cry out. Without it, we don't try to change our current condition. But we have to try. We have to look for the healing and ask for the healing and receive the healing. If we let that pain linger, it just grows. So we have to overcome it. How?
A question not easily answered. And I won't say because I don't really know. What I know is that to continue moving is the only option. Do projects. Blog. Write poetry. Draw pictures. Release often comes through expression, and expressions often help us understand what brought the release. Be in nature. Play an instrument. Just listen to an instrument. Listen to silence, until we can hear what surrounds us. Listen to people. Learn from those with more experience.
In any case, keep pushing. Some people would say PUSH- Pray Until Something Happens. Others would say PUSH- Push Until Something Happens. Others would say we should just give it time, because time solves all things and heals all wounds. As for that last statement, I'll borrow a phrase from my good friend and respond with "even if you say so."
If there's anybody out there, I'd appreciate your support. I mean, your encouragement. A lof of what I wrote was what I wanted to say to myself. Anyway, you can find my e-mail on this blog, so feel free. And if you're fighting something now- "I didn't hear no bell! Get up!" If you're fighting SOMEONE now, consider what role love plays in the current situation. Sometimes what we want is not the best thing for us. Naturally, you're free to disagree. But please think about it.
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