It’s perplexing at times when you are planning a life, and then one
much larger is happening simultaneously that ends up devouring your
little moments & creations you thought you were creating. What
appears is a new life that you hadn’t even imagined before….
Honestly, some of it comes from left field and is awful, or shall I say it
feeeeels awful- the hurt, loss, and disillusionment that accompanies
the grief, making one compelled to walk out into a crossroad of car
traffic. Not the most brilliant idea or musing, yet one wants those sad
feelings to end, and at the same time, common sense is telling you to
wait til the light changes and it’s safe to cross through. Wait til the
pain transforms in some miraculous way and you come out the other
Like seeing a double rainbow after a horrendous thunderstorm.
That waiting for the storm to pass is the hardest. Yet time or reference
sometimes has no relevance to the pain….you know the love is there,
somewhere hidden and you long to be rescued with it. Healing the
gaping hole that has appeared from what you just went through.
Not endearing this enduring. You’re possibly thinking, are these what
people refer to as “lessons in life”? Yuck, I really don’t want them.
I just want peace, love, and harmony.
I am a mermaid with a porpoise.
I don’t like all this human strife.
It feeeels awful and weighs one down, so all you’re feeling is burdened
with the gravity of life… like eating too much gravy at a Thanksgiving
meal. Stuffed so you can barely move.
The mermaid in me just wants to be in the flow of the waves,
Under the serenity of under the seas,
Playing with my friends, just happy.