Terminally Unique
We either make ourselves miserable or we make ourselves strong. The amount of work is the same. -Carlos Castaneda
Pain is part of life, I can feel it and let it go
My
pain is not so very unique after all; it looks a lot like everyone
else's. In the rooms I become right-sized. I have a place to share what
is inside of me, what I have carried in silence. I hear other people's
experiences and I find myself in them, too. I share my own and people
identify with me. I feel less alone, less terminally unique. I get out
of myself and into the world. My head stops spinning and my heart opens
up. For a moment I am present in the here and now; my thoughts aren't
racing towards the future or churning on the past. Today I will remind
myself that pain is part of life. I recognize that what causes people to
become crazy or dysfunctional is running from pain. Actually feeling
pain takes a few minutes, a few hours, a few days, or a few months.
Running from pain takes a lifetime. No matter what my life is handing
me, I am part of creating it, even if all I am creating is my reaction
to it. If I don't like what is around me, if something is bringing up
feelings of pain or frustration, then life is trying to teach me
something that I need to learn. Today I will hold the problem I am
experiencing in the palms of my hands and ask my Higher Power to reveal
the answers to me, to give me insight.
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