It's been a long journey back to where I am now. I feel like I've finally got a handle on things again. First time since back in 2007 when I got so sick. I've been floundering, off-center and unfocused. I'm reading/studying again, embracing my new philosophy, learning to live in the moment.
I think I've changed in some fundamental ways. Some people at work have noticed, and this encourages me. I listen more and talk less, and I understand that no matter how well-meaning advice may be, I have no place giving any. Each individual's journey through this life is uniquely their own. If they wish to follow an example I set, then that is acceptable, but I hope I am not as quick to offer my opinions unsolicited as I used to be.
I am painfully conscious of the power of words. Words give life to all that occurs in our existence. Speak of pain, loss, humiliation, betrayal and all you do is bring more of the same into your life. Empathy is actually dangerous. We need to bring those who are hurting to a place where they talk about what they do want, and help them to feel as if those things are already occurring. That's the only way to bring yourself out from the quagmire of despair.
While everyone should be accountable for their actions, whatever transgressions may have occurred are over. They can't be undone, the course of history has been set. But those acts do not have to be part of the present moment. They only live there if we bring them here. This moment in time is all we have. Why pollute it with the garbage of the past?
Learn, love, forgive, live in this moment. Tomorrow may never come, and what you've already lived is finished. Be grateful, be happy. Happiness is always a choice. No one can take your happiness from you except you. Dry your tears, do something that you enjoy, and let the past go. It's the only way to live.
Ciao for now.