If a relationship is to evolve, it must go through a series of endings!!
This applies to the relationship we share with ourselves too. The process of self-discovery is such. One grows. Out grows. Grows back-in. This is the cycle of living. Consciousness of the heart, mind, body and soul takes on several different languages every time. There is an end to one argument. The next one begins. Like the cycle of life and death.
To make oneself a “round” character visa vie a “flat” character in life, these ends are necessary. You grow through these ends. You see yourself anew. You peel the old skin. Tare it out sometimes, in the restlessness to wear a new garb.
You die several deaths. Your evolution is through these deaths. Through death comes realization. Through realization comes pain. Through pain comes letting go. Through letting go comes peeling. Through peeling comes a new skin.
Alive. Anew. You breathe. New beginning that ended the old. New narratives take new directions. Ideas germinate.
Memory sticks on. Memory makes who you are. Memory indicates how far you have walked. How your feet have cracked. How much blood it has spilled walking on every terrain of the earth. And in all the walking, you have taken the crooked paths that appear to lead nowhere.
The earth resides under your feet. The earth is in your heart. The earth pulsates in the mind. The earth girdles the soul from within.
The walking is merely metaphorical. Sometimes into the think jungles. Sometimes into the midst of desert dunes. Sometimes under cloudless skies. Sometimes to grounds where children play.
Crooked the journey, crooked your life. Crooked your life, un-plain your existence. Un-plain your existence, greater your memory. Your memory is your relationship.
And thus, if a relationship is to evolve, it must go through a series of endings!!
You can then have an epitaph on your tombstone that reads:
“Holy Shit! She lived her life!”
~~~*~~~
This applies to the relationship we share with ourselves too. The process of self-discovery is such. One grows. Out grows. Grows back-in. This is the cycle of living. Consciousness of the heart, mind, body and soul takes on several different languages every time. There is an end to one argument. The next one begins. Like the cycle of life and death.
To make oneself a “round” character visa vie a “flat” character in life, these ends are necessary. You grow through these ends. You see yourself anew. You peel the old skin. Tare it out sometimes, in the restlessness to wear a new garb.
You die several deaths. Your evolution is through these deaths. Through death comes realization. Through realization comes pain. Through pain comes letting go. Through letting go comes peeling. Through peeling comes a new skin.
Alive. Anew. You breathe. New beginning that ended the old. New narratives take new directions. Ideas germinate.
Memory sticks on. Memory makes who you are. Memory indicates how far you have walked. How your feet have cracked. How much blood it has spilled walking on every terrain of the earth. And in all the walking, you have taken the crooked paths that appear to lead nowhere.
The earth resides under your feet. The earth is in your heart. The earth pulsates in the mind. The earth girdles the soul from within.
The walking is merely metaphorical. Sometimes into the think jungles. Sometimes into the midst of desert dunes. Sometimes under cloudless skies. Sometimes to grounds where children play.
Crooked the journey, crooked your life. Crooked your life, un-plain your existence. Un-plain your existence, greater your memory. Your memory is your relationship.
And thus, if a relationship is to evolve, it must go through a series of endings!!
You can then have an epitaph on your tombstone that reads:
“Holy Shit! She lived her life!”
~~~*~~~
