I do not know what to say... me... without words, yet I yearn to adequately express this torrent of emotion. Maybe it is too soon to valiantly attempt, as I feel I have just been blindsided, pelted unexpectedly, by the words of my lover, whose claim of confusion now has her frozen in indecision.
Write, I must, to give some release to the pressure building up inside of me, tears have been my only relief thus far, and this pang has not lessened thru the birth of waterfalls. So write, I shall, all the words I would say to you, if only I felt at liberty.
Maybe I didn’t put up an adequate fight, maybe you see my letting go, peacefully, though through tears, as a sign that I do not care for you.... I do care, perhaps even more than I was consciously aware before this looming possibility of “good-bye” was introduced.
As I told you to take some time, the next few days to be still and quiet, going within yourself to discover where your heart wants to go, I trembled inside. I tried to put on a brave face, saying things like I only want you to be happy, and if being with her will produce more happiness than me being in your life, well, that is what I want for you then. Thing is, you took me aback a bit, as you compassionately questioned my state of happiness, asking... what about me?
It was in that instant that I felt my heart drop a little further, falling for you even more, as I witnessed the most beautiful display of altruistic concern and compassion through the sincerity of your words.
I don’t know what to think or do at this point… wait, I suppose, as you meander over your feelings from the past and bring them to current date. Will you choose a love that has been tested and tried, go back to the arms you once felt so at home in… OR, will you take a chance, leave the past to the past, and begin brand new on a journey with one who truly adores you?
I think I did the right thing in letting go, surrendering to your feelings, as this truly has nothing to do with me and everything to do with you. It’s your future, after all, and I only warned that you are content and willing to stick by your decision once you make it. My days of waiting around pathetically in line for that roller coaster ride are over. I value myself now, and realize that I have a lot to give to another; therefore, I cannot allow myself to venture down that path again.
And even as I express those feelings, deep inside, I know you would never have me wait around anyway. You are much too sensitive and caring to ever given way to such a desire. Maybe this is so incredibly painful because I have just experienced such similar disappointment – hell – heartbreak. Or, maybe, just maybe, it hurts because it DOES, because I care for you, because I felt you cared for me, and none of that seems to matter in the wake of this confusion.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Soul Mates
I have decided to re-post a blog which my roommate, Chris, wrote and posted on his site. I am doing this for many reasons, partly because I admire his style here, and want to pass on this beauty to others. It ressembles how I have written many an English paper back in the day. I like the way he incorporates quotes from the book (the indented sections) with his own words. It flows quite nicely.
However, I am mostly reposting because this writing speaks to me, if I were not completely certain that this is his tale he is telling, I would swear he is speaking my truth. I'm not sure if I ever fully understood the depth of a "soul mate's" purpose before reading "Eat, Pray, Love" by Elizabeth Gilbert... I think I understand now.
People think a soul mate is your perfect fit,
and that's what everyone wants.
But a true soul mate is a mirror,
the person who shows you
everything that's holding you back,
the person who brings you
to your own attention so
you can change your life.
I have just re-read Elizabeth Gilbert's last book - Eat, Pray, Love: One woman's search for everything.
A true soulmate is probably
the most important person you'll ever meet,
because they tear down your walls
and smack you awake.
But to live with a soulmate forever?
Nah. Too painful.
I'm not too sure why I picked up this book in the first place, but it was not a random buy. There was something about the write-ups and reviews that told me, if there was one book that I was to read and learn something from, it would be this book. And it was right.
Soulmates,
they come into your life
just to reveal another layer of yourself
to you,
and then they leave.
Cos I have been stuck in a rut for the longest time and exhausting all possible means to get out of it. I seriously think I was at the point of resigning myself to the one useless fact that I was not going to be able to get over it, and hence, there was no point in fighting it. Which would have just been so wrong as it would see me as you have been - on one massive roller-coaster ride.
Your problem is -
you just can't let this one go.
It's over.
I have even been thinking to myself that hey - maybe there's some basis to all this. I mean, a rut is like 2 weeks, a month. But when it stretches as long as the calendar change? And I have been fighting down all the flaws that I now recognise, wanting to keep an all perfect image of the imaginary.
His purpose was to shake you up,
tear apart your ego a little bit,
show you your obstacles and your addiction,
break your heart open so new light could get in,
make you so desperate and out of control that
you HAD to transform your life,
then introduce you to your spiritual master and beat it.
That was his job, and he did great,
but now it's over.
Somebody asked me the other day - was I content? And I found myself replying by asking back, What was contentment? If it meant, do I have all the things that I wanted and is okay with not having the things I don't - then the answer would be NO. I came home and thought about it, have been thinking about it. And you know what? I am content, save for one. It's tiring, to be like a cat, chasing after their own tail. And I am dog-tired. So bone-weary that somedays, it weighs me down like a ton of bricks.
You're afraid to let go of
the last bits of him because then
you'll really be alone,
and you are scared to death
of what will happen when
you're really alone.
Reading this book again, if not for anything else, has opened my eyes and my mind to this - that I do not have to be dog-tired. That it is of my own choosing. That my present is in my own hands for me to change so that the tomorrow can be another care-free day.
But here's what you've gotta understand -
if you clear out all that space in your mind
that you're using right now to obsess about this guy,
you'll have a vacuum there,
an open spot - a doorway.
In truth, maybe a part of me thinks that for me to be happy, I needed that one spark that re-ignited the flame of happiness to always be there. Like your trusty lighter that you must keep on you at all times. But that's not it is it?
And guess what the universe will do with that doorway?
It will rush in and fill you with
more love than you ever dreamed.
True that maybe this one person knows me on a level that most other people don't. But it would also be the truth that maybe this one person knows me as such, only because I allowed him and no one else to see those sides of me.
So stop using him to block that door.
Let. It. Go.
Yeah - it's time. He could have been one of my best friends and shown me the different sides of the same story. But that's over now and it's time to move on.
Thank you, Chris, for sharing with us, for baring your very soul.
The lesson of "letting go" has perhaps been one of the hardest for me up to date. I suppose I lived most of my life, holding on, grasping tightly, as not to lose whatever or whoever it was that I valued in that moment. I never really realized that I was squeezing the life right out of that precious commodity, that beautiful person, until recently.
I finally let go, though, kicking and screaming all the way, but finally, it sunk in, and I saw the error of my clinging, grasping, holding on, ways. I had been told before, "If you will just let go, you would have a free hand to catch the next great thing that's trying to come your way". I finally got it, and you know what, she was right!
It was only three days after I really let go of my past relationship, that I met the current lady who now fills my heart with glee. I know that Jac was a "soul mate", she certainly shook things up a bit, mostly my rigid way of thinking. It was devastatingly difficult to let go, but when I did, I felt so free, and wondered why I had ever fought it from the beginning.
I felt so relieved and liberated to know, to really know, the purpose of a soul mate is not to be by your side from here into eternity. Rather, the purpose of a soul mate is to teach you, to share some difficult lessons, and then to move on, so that your next "teacher" can come along.
So, now I can be truly grateful for all the lessons, painful and otherwise, which all of my "soul mates" have imparted upon me up to date. Thanks ladies and gentlemen, your souls truly shine on in my memory, as we voyage on, teaching and being taught by another beautiful soul.
However, I am mostly reposting because this writing speaks to me, if I were not completely certain that this is his tale he is telling, I would swear he is speaking my truth. I'm not sure if I ever fully understood the depth of a "soul mate's" purpose before reading "Eat, Pray, Love" by Elizabeth Gilbert... I think I understand now.
People think a soul mate is your perfect fit,
and that's what everyone wants.
But a true soul mate is a mirror,
the person who shows you
everything that's holding you back,
the person who brings you
to your own attention so
you can change your life.
I have just re-read Elizabeth Gilbert's last book - Eat, Pray, Love: One woman's search for everything.
A true soulmate is probably
the most important person you'll ever meet,
because they tear down your walls
and smack you awake.
But to live with a soulmate forever?
Nah. Too painful.
I'm not too sure why I picked up this book in the first place, but it was not a random buy. There was something about the write-ups and reviews that told me, if there was one book that I was to read and learn something from, it would be this book. And it was right.
Soulmates,
they come into your life
just to reveal another layer of yourself
to you,
and then they leave.
Cos I have been stuck in a rut for the longest time and exhausting all possible means to get out of it. I seriously think I was at the point of resigning myself to the one useless fact that I was not going to be able to get over it, and hence, there was no point in fighting it. Which would have just been so wrong as it would see me as you have been - on one massive roller-coaster ride.
Your problem is -
you just can't let this one go.
It's over.
I have even been thinking to myself that hey - maybe there's some basis to all this. I mean, a rut is like 2 weeks, a month. But when it stretches as long as the calendar change? And I have been fighting down all the flaws that I now recognise, wanting to keep an all perfect image of the imaginary.
His purpose was to shake you up,
tear apart your ego a little bit,
show you your obstacles and your addiction,
break your heart open so new light could get in,
make you so desperate and out of control that
you HAD to transform your life,
then introduce you to your spiritual master and beat it.
That was his job, and he did great,
but now it's over.
Somebody asked me the other day - was I content? And I found myself replying by asking back, What was contentment? If it meant, do I have all the things that I wanted and is okay with not having the things I don't - then the answer would be NO. I came home and thought about it, have been thinking about it. And you know what? I am content, save for one. It's tiring, to be like a cat, chasing after their own tail. And I am dog-tired. So bone-weary that somedays, it weighs me down like a ton of bricks.
You're afraid to let go of
the last bits of him because then
you'll really be alone,
and you are scared to death
of what will happen when
you're really alone.
Reading this book again, if not for anything else, has opened my eyes and my mind to this - that I do not have to be dog-tired. That it is of my own choosing. That my present is in my own hands for me to change so that the tomorrow can be another care-free day.
But here's what you've gotta understand -
if you clear out all that space in your mind
that you're using right now to obsess about this guy,
you'll have a vacuum there,
an open spot - a doorway.
In truth, maybe a part of me thinks that for me to be happy, I needed that one spark that re-ignited the flame of happiness to always be there. Like your trusty lighter that you must keep on you at all times. But that's not it is it?
And guess what the universe will do with that doorway?
It will rush in and fill you with
more love than you ever dreamed.
True that maybe this one person knows me on a level that most other people don't. But it would also be the truth that maybe this one person knows me as such, only because I allowed him and no one else to see those sides of me.
So stop using him to block that door.
Let. It. Go.
Yeah - it's time. He could have been one of my best friends and shown me the different sides of the same story. But that's over now and it's time to move on.
Thank you, Chris, for sharing with us, for baring your very soul.
The lesson of "letting go" has perhaps been one of the hardest for me up to date. I suppose I lived most of my life, holding on, grasping tightly, as not to lose whatever or whoever it was that I valued in that moment. I never really realized that I was squeezing the life right out of that precious commodity, that beautiful person, until recently.
I finally let go, though, kicking and screaming all the way, but finally, it sunk in, and I saw the error of my clinging, grasping, holding on, ways. I had been told before, "If you will just let go, you would have a free hand to catch the next great thing that's trying to come your way". I finally got it, and you know what, she was right!
It was only three days after I really let go of my past relationship, that I met the current lady who now fills my heart with glee. I know that Jac was a "soul mate", she certainly shook things up a bit, mostly my rigid way of thinking. It was devastatingly difficult to let go, but when I did, I felt so free, and wondered why I had ever fought it from the beginning.
I felt so relieved and liberated to know, to really know, the purpose of a soul mate is not to be by your side from here into eternity. Rather, the purpose of a soul mate is to teach you, to share some difficult lessons, and then to move on, so that your next "teacher" can come along.
So, now I can be truly grateful for all the lessons, painful and otherwise, which all of my "soul mates" have imparted upon me up to date. Thanks ladies and gentlemen, your souls truly shine on in my memory, as we voyage on, teaching and being taught by another beautiful soul.
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Sad, in a Warm kind of Way
I'm feeling a little relieved to know that all these feelings of nostalgia are most likely spawned by Mercury being retrograde. It seems that this retrograde began on January 28th and won't end until the 18th of February. As I checked the dates of my latest blogs, it seems that the feelings that have been resurfacing, mostly for Jac, are quite possibly the result of this retrograde period, as feelings of nostalgia, or of "what might of been..." are to be expected during this time.
Of course, knowing this is somewhat helpful, however, it really isn't changing anything. I'm still missing her, wondering if she is doing ok, hoping that she is thriving and smiling, as she enjoys her journey. I think Rascal Flatts expresses this sentiment best in his song, "My Wish"....
"I hope that days come easy and moments pass slow,
And each road leads you where you want to go,
And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.
And if one door opens to another door closed,
I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,
If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,
More then anything, more then anything,
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it,
To your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more then you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.
I hope you never look back, but ya never forget,
All the ones who love you, in the place you left,
I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,
And you help somebody every chance you get,
Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,
And you always give more then you take.
Oh More then anything, Yeah, and more then anything,
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it,
To your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more then you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish."
That is truly my wish... It doesn't matter so much that we can't journey together right now, so long as we both continue journeying, maybe stumbling from time to time, so long as we know how to pick ourselves back up, and trudge on.... And that is what I am doing, trudging on, sometimes covering all kinds of new ground, others, revisiting scenes that are all too familiar... especially in the recesses of my mind.
I know it is counter productive to play the "what if" game, still, I just can't seem to shake this feeling. Perhaps I should just accept it, stop resisting, and just feel what I am feeling... in this moment, I am feeling sad yet warm, as I recall all the feelings of love that we once shared.
Of course, knowing this is somewhat helpful, however, it really isn't changing anything. I'm still missing her, wondering if she is doing ok, hoping that she is thriving and smiling, as she enjoys her journey. I think Rascal Flatts expresses this sentiment best in his song, "My Wish"....
"I hope that days come easy and moments pass slow,
And each road leads you where you want to go,
And if you're faced with a choice, and you have to choose,
I hope you choose the one that means the most to you.
And if one door opens to another door closed,
I hope you keep on walkin' till you find the window,
If it's cold outside, show the world the warmth of your smile,
More then anything, more then anything,
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it,
To your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more then you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish.
I hope you never look back, but ya never forget,
All the ones who love you, in the place you left,
I hope you always forgive, and you never regret,
And you help somebody every chance you get,
Oh, you find God's grace, in every mistake,
And you always give more then you take.
Oh More then anything, Yeah, and more then anything,
My wish, for you, is that this life becomes all that you want it,
To your dreams stay big, and your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more then you can hold,
And while you're out there getting where you're getting to,
I hope you know somebody loves you, and wants the same things too,
Yeah, this, is my wish."
That is truly my wish... It doesn't matter so much that we can't journey together right now, so long as we both continue journeying, maybe stumbling from time to time, so long as we know how to pick ourselves back up, and trudge on.... And that is what I am doing, trudging on, sometimes covering all kinds of new ground, others, revisiting scenes that are all too familiar... especially in the recesses of my mind.
I know it is counter productive to play the "what if" game, still, I just can't seem to shake this feeling. Perhaps I should just accept it, stop resisting, and just feel what I am feeling... in this moment, I am feeling sad yet warm, as I recall all the feelings of love that we once shared.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
A Love So Genuine
I've found myself wondering today, wondering if things would be different given the chance. I sometimes think the odds were stacked against us... things were always so hectic and challenging for you and I.
First there were living arrangement issues -- I can't really blame you for keeping your distance while I still lived with my ex-lover. Then when I did have my own place, money was always so tight. That coupled with the both of us attending school full time. It was difficult to be in a loving relationship without losing focus, in school, in our own hopes and dreams.
Of course, my freaking and fleeing the state when you broke things off to explore some deep seeded desires, well, that only complicated things worse. For then there were miles and mountains between us. Yet there was a love there that always surmounted whatever challenge arose. A love so rare, that I mistakenly thought that I had to fight with all my might not to lose it... lose you.
And this too was an issue, my unwillingness to let go....
So, now I have indeed let go, still, today I am thinking back to all that we have miraculously overcome in the past.... Surely it was not by sheer force of wills that we succeeded.
It was love... a love so genuine, so deep, so forgiving that it knew not how to just wilt and die. It knew not how to give up to the challenges of miles, broken promises, extreme mood swings or finances... It just kept resurfacing, stronger and stronger after each trial and tribulation.
So, what happened to that love now? Has it forever faded into the background while we make our journey onward with another? Or has it only subsided, to be resurrected at some later date? Would we ever dare to love again, even in light of all that has happened, after so much pain has come and gone?
I just keep wondering… if only things had been a little different… maybe if we had had more money, adequate time, some sort of a routine to settle into… maybe we could have focused more on the love and less on the obstacles, and maybe, just maybe, we would be in one another’s arms right now.
First there were living arrangement issues -- I can't really blame you for keeping your distance while I still lived with my ex-lover. Then when I did have my own place, money was always so tight. That coupled with the both of us attending school full time. It was difficult to be in a loving relationship without losing focus, in school, in our own hopes and dreams.
Of course, my freaking and fleeing the state when you broke things off to explore some deep seeded desires, well, that only complicated things worse. For then there were miles and mountains between us. Yet there was a love there that always surmounted whatever challenge arose. A love so rare, that I mistakenly thought that I had to fight with all my might not to lose it... lose you.
And this too was an issue, my unwillingness to let go....
So, now I have indeed let go, still, today I am thinking back to all that we have miraculously overcome in the past.... Surely it was not by sheer force of wills that we succeeded.
It was love... a love so genuine, so deep, so forgiving that it knew not how to just wilt and die. It knew not how to give up to the challenges of miles, broken promises, extreme mood swings or finances... It just kept resurfacing, stronger and stronger after each trial and tribulation.
So, what happened to that love now? Has it forever faded into the background while we make our journey onward with another? Or has it only subsided, to be resurrected at some later date? Would we ever dare to love again, even in light of all that has happened, after so much pain has come and gone?
I just keep wondering… if only things had been a little different… maybe if we had had more money, adequate time, some sort of a routine to settle into… maybe we could have focused more on the love and less on the obstacles, and maybe, just maybe, we would be in one another’s arms right now.
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