Sorrow gives you wings

Things happen for a reason. That's what we have to believe. We are all born full well knowing that the outcome is always death. At some point in time we all die. It has to be. The most you can hope for is to do something amazing while you are here, to make a difference, to leave your mark, to love and be loved along the way. If not...then what is it for?


Dealing with death is exhausting. So many little things you don't think about that suddenly you have to think about....for someone else. It's exhausting mentally which eventually turns into physically which in turn effects you emotionally...it's a toll. But there is always good with bad, sun with rain and right with wrong.


Sometimes you have to go through the darkness to find the light again. The death of a loved one sort of forces you to stop and take a look at your own life. I've learned I am more capable of handling more stress and sadness than I thought possible. I've learned that sometimes, even though your heart is breaking you have to keep moving forward...that tears are healing and sorrow can give you wings you never new you had.


The Universe tells me this today:

You might call it spiritual logistics, but sometimes you have to move away, to get closer. Either way, it helps to remember it from time to time.
Tallyho,
The Universe

And while we're at it, sometimes you have to let go, to stake your claim. Be still, to move forward. Give, to receive. Cry, to feel the joy. Pretend, to make it real. Fake it, before you make it. And sometimes, oddly enough, you must first decide to feel the love, to find it was there all along.

I love the line sometimes you have to move away to get closer. It's like when your writing something...you have to put it down, walk away and come back to it with a fresh head. I guess life is a lot like that, you have to walk away from it until you can see the light again.

You can't catch anything if you never fish.