Everyone has their own feelings and deal with matters in their own time. Today, I’m going to empower myself and exhale to clear my head. Every day is a new day.
Mothers and Daughters
From the time a Mother realizes she is carrying the most precious gift in the world it could all be so overwhelming. Although you are going to be the most constant person in her life the world has to know that the emotions you now feel take on a life of its own. A birth Mother now has so many responsibilities that it is no wonder they lose themselves. Not every Mother experiences parental love at the same pace or depth as any other Mother. The fairy tale is that you meet a man you marry him you have a baby and you both pour every bit of love you can muster into that being that you both have created. Then there is reality, not everything perfect will always happen.
Open wounds are serious and no one knows how deep the cuts can go. Just when you think the wounds have healed a fresh cut in the same spot starts the bleeding again. Sometimes Mothers can see Daughters as a reflection of themselves losing sight that they are their own person. It is okay to let go and let your Daughters live. How can a Mother and Daughter relationship start over when there are so many unspoken words? For those outsiders looking in you may say leave the past in the past and move forward. No one can put a time limit on when you should put the past in the past; there are those that it is hard for them to move on.
Sometimes, forgiveness means accepting the humanity of the person you’re trying to forgive. Being human means to have choices, which means as humans we can choose to be wonderful and magnificent, or we can choose to be cruel, horrific and “inhuman.” So…your words to this person (spoken in your mind) would be, “I accept you as a human being with the freedom to make choices, just like me. I don’t like your choices, but I won’t hurt myself by continuing to condemn you. I accept your humanness, and I give you my permission to be exactly whom and what you are.”
William DeFoore, PH.D.
“You had me at Hello”
I often think about the way you look at me, your eyes speak sensually to my soul. Your touch is warm and sends messages of mass destruction through my body. Is what I’m feeling my imagination? Do you feel what I am feeling, can you see through me? My eyes and heart speak volumes that I want you to hear loudly. I know, believe me I know you are confused and rightfully so but we are already friends and will remain no matter what the outcome of our bond.
I believe it is possible to love someone who is not your soul mate; the energy is different but love all the same. When you love one and feel deeply for another it’s a natural feeling. Emotions are like a fire burning inside and can not smother.
This is not a head game, I feel our hearts beating in unison and it is a simple pleasure.
Getting back on the right path….
Kima and RaShaun have been high school sweethearts; they had a bond that could not be wavered. Kima was now in her third year of Law school and RaShaun had completed his four years of medical school and was two years into his three year residency training. They had both made a pledge to complete their career training and settle into their respective careers before they would consider or discuss starting a family. They both loved and respected each other and had been through many trials and tribulations that only made them and their love for each other stronger.
RaShaun’s schedule was beginning to be very hectic and demanding to say the least. Although Kima is in Law school she also worked a paid internship as a paralegal to a criminal district attorney. With less quality time with RaShaun, Kima was beginning to become restless…..
It is normal to want more out of a relationship? Who said you both were going to feel this way at the same time? Kima had recently reunited with some girlfriends from high school who all had jobs but had not accomplished the same things she had. They chose different paths, no one feeling better or above the other. They genuinely missed the sister love they shared years ago when they were younger.
Some people don’t understand when one moves outcomes around without knowing they’ve done so. Kima and RaShaun grew together, their inner souls connected to a point that was not understood by the outside world.
Kima listened to the rhetoric between her friends; they spoke about their many different relationships and even their lack of a relationship. After listening to her friends explain their day to day struggles with finding a good man she decided to have an uninterrupted heart to heart with RaShaun. They both had been through so much that they owed to each other the chance to talk and try to work on whatever the problem was.
RaShaun and Kima had gotten lost in work and striving to succeed that they began to lose each other.
Moral: Never give up on what you love….
Finding one important thing in life does not mean you have to give up all the other important things in your life…
The Stone CutterOnce upon a time there was a stone cutter. The stone cutter lived in a land where a life of privilege meant being powerful. Looking at his life he decided that he was unsatisfied with the way things were and so he set out to become the most powerful thing in the land.Looking around his land he wondered to himself what is it to be powerful. Looking up he saw the Sun shining down on all the land. The Sun must be the most powerful thing that there is, for it shines down on all things, and all things grow from it’s touch. So he became the Sun.Days later, as he shone his power down on the inhabitants of the land, there came a cloud which passed beneath him obstructing his brilliance. Frustrated he realized that the Sun was not the most powerful thing in the land, if a simple cloud could interrupt his greatness. So he became a cloud, in fact, he became the most powerful storm that the world had ever seen.And so he blew his rain and lightning, and resounded with thunder all over the land, demonstrating that he was the most powerful. Until one day he came across a boulder.Down and down he poured and his thunder roared, lightning flashed and filled the sky, striking the ground near the boulder. His winds blew and blew and blew, and yet, despite all his efforts, he could not budge the boulder. Frustrated again, he realized that the storm was not the most powerful thing in the land, rather it must be the boulder.So he became the boulder.For days he sat, unmovable, and impassive, demonstrating his power, until one day, a stone cutter came and chiseled him to bits.Moral: Sometimes the most important thing to remember is that you have everything you need already, right inside of you. Power is an illusion.
A Parable on Forgiveness
Submitted by Jean Pierce
Once upon a time two brothers who lived on adjoining farms fell into conflict. It was the first serious rift in 40 years of farming side by side, sharing machinery, and trading labor and goods as needed without a hitch. Then the long collaboration fell apart.
It began with a small misunderstanding and it grew into a major difference, and finally it exploded into an exchange of bitter words followed by weeks of silence.
One morning there was a knock on John’s door. He opened it to find a man with a carpenter’s toolbox. “I’m looking for a few days work” the man said. “Perhaps you would have a few small jobs here and there. Could I help you?”
“Yes,” said the older brother. “I do have a job for you. Look across the creek at that farm. That’s my neighbor, in fact, it’s my younger brother. Last week there was a meadow between us and he took his bulldozer to the river levee and now there is a creek between us. Well, he may have done this to spite me, but I’ll go him one better. See that pile of lumber curing by the barn? I want you to build me a fence — an 8-foot fence — so I won’t need to see his place anymore. That’ll show him.”
The carpenter said, “I think I understand the situation. Show me the nails and the post-hole digger and I’ll be able to do a job that pleases you.”
The older brother had to go to town for supplies, so he helped the carpenter get the materials ready and then he was off for the day.
The carpenter worked hard all that day measuring, sawing, nailing.
About sunset when the farmer returned, the carpenter had just finished his job.
The farmer’s eyes opened wide. His jaw dropped.
There was no fence there at all. It was a bridge — a bridge stretching from one side of the creek to the other! A fine piece of work, handrails and all — and the neighbor, his younger brother, was coming across, his hand outstretched.
“You are quite a fellow to build this bridge after all I’ve said and done.”
The two brothers met at the middle of the bridge, taking each other’s hand. They turned to see the carpenter hoist his toolbox on his shoulder. “No, wait! Stay a few days. I’ve a lot of other projects for you,” said the older brother.
“I’d love to stay on,” the carpenter said, “but I have so many more bridges to build.”