There are times when life can be rough.
Being human can, at times, strike hard blows against us.
When I was a younger man I learned the importance of simply getting up and keeping going. There are times when that lesson has worked in my favor. There are times when it has worked against me. I haven't really decided what time this is. But I get up and I keep going. That is who I am.
The last week has been a emotional roller coaster. Peaks, valleys and a fair share of screaming.That is the right thing we call life. We wouldn't get the scars if we weren't in the game and I love the game. I'm deep in introspection right now. I'll probably stay there for while trying to make sense of things.
I'm sure I'll write about it in the coming days. For now it is simple enough that my health is good, that my spirit, though battered, is intact. I've been slow in writing because I did not want to write from anger. Anger does not become. I've been slow in writing because I did not want to write from pain. Pain happens, suffering is optional. I've been slow in writing because I did not want to write from sorrow. Sorrow rises when we mourn the past. The past is done, there's nothing we can do about it.
I think it is better to write from the moment. This moment I am sitting at home on a quiet Saturday night, about to call my parents, and watching a Knights Tale on TV. I am simply who I am. I'm guided in this moment by the words of Marcus Aurelius who told us, simply, to keep an untroubled spirit.
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