In a world seemingly drowning in a sphere load of hopeless romanticism, i found that one article that fits “letting go” unassociated with romance….
We must value and love ourselves enough so that we don’t permit anyone or anything into our lives that isn’t healthy, productive, and loving for us
So i am trying to do things differently in the way i write. I
will be putting my sketches with it. Fit or non fit?
All is well. Or it should be. Funny how a stab of pain can cripple your psyche for a moment. Although the rest of the body is ok, that one portion of pain seem to want a lot of attention. There is a saying in Filipino which translates to, the pain you feel on your small pinky toe is felt by the whole body.
I remember the last time i clumsily stubbed my pinky toe, the excruciating pain from the small part of my body was enough to make me weak. It took me sometime to recover from the pain and regain the pace of my walk.
Same is so true with other areas in our life right? No matter how small, or seemingly useless, as long as it is part of you or your system, the pain radiates through and through, weakens you for a moment that would make you hug yourselfjust to keep yourself together.
Although a lot of things are alright, when the pinky toe stub pain starts screaming, you know you gotta ice it. Truly blessed is the one who’s got another soul to help them up if not to hold them warm, he will prepare the ice bag.
“Two are better than one, Because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, one will lift up his companion. But woe to him who is alone when he falls, For he has no one to help him up.”
Funny how i am led to study Ecclesiastes….