Life in grey

Pain can be a great teacher. But it hurts like hell.

Life in grey

Aand once again...there is this fog in my head as I wake up and struggle to get out of my bed. Keep laying is no option. It would not make me feel better but rather leave me in a weird state of twilight zone, something between conscious and unconscious, not sleeping but also not really awake. I'm scared of that limbo field where I sometimes hang, wondering if I'm dreaming still or already arrived here in this world.
I know that if I succeed to stand up carefully and start to move, my body will eventually respond to my will to carry on. Sometimes I wonder which is the promise hanging in the air, that pulls me out of bed for one more day of struggling. And then I listen to the stillness inside of me and the answer is clear: I know my limited body is just a temporary vessel to carry my eternal spirit around. I know life is designed for me to go through all kinds of tests and endure them with dignity in order to refine my soul. I know the ache I experience every day,is my share of trials that will polish my spirit and make it brighter and brighter every time. That's why I humbly go through my days, just paying attention to the river of blessings coming my way every single day and don't allow the pain to paint my life in grey.

Reviews

[barleygirl]

This is so brilliantly stated! Life is a huge pain, but we are being tested, & we must gather the dignity to carry on without too much whining. I hate it when people write these kinds of concepts as if they have got everything mastered & they are passing along their wisdom. It's much more effective writing when you admit it's hard as hell & you haven't mastered this s**t either! This kind of inspirational writing really does make me want to keep trying when I don't feel like trying. Your self-honesty will get you far as a writer . . . very real, very relatable! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Shandra Sun]

Thank you barleygirl. Sometimes I hesitate to share these emotions, not wanting to bother anyone. But it seems we, as humankind, only really transform en evolve under pain. It remaibs an enigma to me. It makes me happy you enjoy my writting.