Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Relationship and Bramble

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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