Many days I sit down with the thoughts in my head and the shoulders ache from the emotions of the day. The scope of the despair is immense. Most days you feel the joy of the journey and sometimes you feel like you could’ve done better. Some days you can get to be the person who could help and sometimes you are the person who needs help.
The people are just so many and your hands are tied. The fact that you have what it is to give to make it all somewhat better but feel like you fall short in your energy & resources.
You ponder most nights sitting alone at all that’s missing, needed and much more. You see the people, the process and the problem & you try to think of many scenarios & ways to make it, pulling out the stops to make the best out of the situation for them. Knowing like the words said to me last night, “The one who holds the glue together, is always the least recognized one” something like that…. I try to think Starfish starfish starfish … (Starfish Story)
In the world, all the time there’s something, someone, somewhere and when you get to see and to be able to get to do, be it just being there or offer help its a privilege.
The fact is that we can get wholly intoxicated by the high or drunk low when the needs cannot be met. How do you strike a balance between that?
To me it is too important for us to have the balance… to be able to feel the Grief yet stay strong n stand up to fight & sometimes it is good to remember to just be yourself, to be able to detach from all that and be you and those closest because that is important too. Balance, if you have that, then you’ve found the philosophers stone, a gem of wisdom. Yet many of us struggle and haven’t got to that stage yet…
I share one of my favorite poems by Alexander Pope (not religious affiliated, so don’t pick on the use of the words Lord, God, Father)…. I’ve posted it few times just like the Starfish Story: I find it soothing …