"We must live with the story we have."
A group of friends were talking about something that had happened that was difficult to understand and harder yet to accept. Some of us were baffled, others angry and a few trying to see the bright side. At last, someone said, "We must live with the story we have." His words struck me as wise and true. I do not know how to explain it except to say, it sounded like, "Do the best you can and let it take its course."
Which at this point, or this chapter in the story, it is like trying to see the sun behind the clouds.
Oh those clouds really do get in the way. Lack of harmony annoys me, kind of like a pebble in one's shoe, or a fly buzzing around the house, annoying. I want to take the pebble out and throw it at the buzzing fly. But what would that serve other than me? And it would not serve in the way of harmony.
Reflection on a bronze urn.
Everything was speaking, symbolically of healing, letting go, trust…
Follow the light that leads, focus of the golden reflection.
How do you deal with a difficult situation?
My mother would say, pray.
Yann would say, focus of the right thing to do.
I usually cry followed by having to talk and, then I am able to pray and see the light,
But first I feel the feeling, in other words: Live with the story emotionally.
So I stood against the wall in the form of a cross and prayed for the situation at hand:
May happiness and love follow you.
He shows me the way most of the time and that is a gift beyond price.
Yes we must live with the story that is ours.
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