Life is difficult sometimes.
And some people get it really hard.
Some get sick.
Some die.
Some lose everything they love.
And then there are people saying,
'Your problems have been your own creating.'
That is a very harsh thing to say.
For who consciously chooses illness,
Poverty,
Loneliness,
Despair?
I didn’t.
It sort of,
Kind of
Happened to me
Others hurt me.
I hurt myself.
I hurt others.
They hurt themselves.
Non of it with conscious intent.
And still it all happened.
And I cannot say, it had nothing to do with me.
or with them.
We were ‘doing’ it.
Living it.
So although nobody is to blame,
for no-one hurts another when he is not hurting himself,
there is only one question to ask.
Who do I choose to be now?
What has this pain made me see more clearly,
that I did not see before.
How can I adopt a vision that will create more love,
instead of defending my pain.
How can I love myself more
Others
Life itself
So that my pain, will be transformed into joy
into a bigger version of me
for benefit of myself
and the world I live in.
For a better tomorrow.
So no guilt,
Please,
There is no use.
And no hate,
Because nobody is really to blame.
Just Love
The only real thing in this universe.
Can you feel that? J
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