My mind has been swirling around with lots of questions. Most of them do not serve me, but I let them flow out of me. Then I write a single question in my journal—where is the gift in this for me? This questions allows me to relax and see with new eyes.
Today’s Journal Excerpt
Does life make sense to you? Is it supposed to? How can in one moment everything seem fine, only in the next, everything falls apart? Should we be affected by external circumstances? Where did I go wrong? NO! That’s the wrong question…
To read my full journal entry, click here.
A Beautiful Thought To Ponder
(In my sleep I dreamed this poem)
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
From the lovely poem,“The Uses of Sorrow,” in Mary Oliver’s book of poetry Thirst.
- Find something you are struggling with and ask yourself, where is the gift in my struggle? Where is the gift in this pain?
What Comes Up For You?
I’d love to hear what’s on your mind? Does today’s post bring up anything you’d like to share?
Wishing you many moments of sweet joy,
[TODAY’S RECOMMENDED READ]: Thirst—Poems by Mary Oliver
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