Relationships can be fulfilling or
frustrating – or both. There’s a
paradox, right? You feel something warm
and welcoming. There’s nothing you can’t
do. Your drug of choice is
happiness. Things begin with incredible
promise, no pressure, free and easy.
Cruising along with the wind in your hair and a song in your heart you
experience giddiness. Could you be
happier? You remember the teen years when first times were exciting and
frightening. Could I be experiencing a
second coming out? Is all of the reward worth
the risk?
Of course it is. Even though some of the relationships that
seemed simple get complicated. That
happens all by itself; you don’t need to help it along. You untie one knot only to find another. Reminds me of the time during my fourteenth
year when I was flying a kite on the beach.
One of those kites that looked like a geometric bird. I was working with the old fashioned spool of
kite string. When I tried to reel the kite the wind took it and fought my
efforts. When I eventually landed the
faux bird the string became balled and tangled.
At that point I was not flush with
cash – living off an allowance - so I had to salvage something of the mess if I
was going to endeavor another flight before the vacation ended. Sitting in a
puddle of pity I fumbled with the impossibility of untangling. An angel in the form of an oriental woman
must have felt the gloom I was radiating.
She sat next to me. Didn’t say a
word. Her eyes spoke for her. She had magic in her fingers. She untangled the string with amazing dexterity. I thanked her and she moved on as if she had
another person to help.
Sometimes life feel like that. Things move smoothly until a detour in the
road takes you off course. What was free
and easy is now difficult, like trying to walk in the shifting sands of
reality.
I don’t know why things happen the
way they do. I wish I could offer myself
sagely advice but the answer box is empty today. There are two paths: one of gloom – the path
that seems to beckon with tender voice; while the other is less inviting. You know the path of least resistance will
invite you. As you proceed bramble will
come alive and wrap tendrils around you and hold you hostage.
The less inviting path doesn’t
appear to offer an enticing alternative.
Buck up, take the path that challenges you to rise above the gloom;
shrug off the doom. Beyond the blind
curves you will find redemption. Take
the course with measured steps. Allow
yourself to heal as you traverse.
You will recover because you
are strong. Things that seemed like
salvation are another way station on the road of life.
Let's get over this just as we've have
gotten over other setbacks. They can’t
defeat, they can only halt our advance.
Enjoy a day of progress. If you are one step further ahead than you
were at the beginning of the day you will have succeeded.
Love and hugs, Nikki DeCaro
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