Here's the thing; I can't just write to write. I need there to be a purpose. You know? I can just imagine someone on the other end tolerating what's here now saying.. ok ok get to the point already.
So my point? Well, for this entry I'm going to touch on the beginning of the entry "Feeling so exposed".
We all struggle. We all have a horror story worthy of hearing.
We share so many common threads in our lives. We are all born, we all live, we all die. But that experience is different for every person. Life is such a sensitive issue, I believe, because we all desire it. Think about it. Don't you desire to live? Even those who are suicidal share that same thought... they desire a life. Not struggle. Not sadness. Or pain, or failure, or to be let down, or abused, or treated unfairly, or feel alone, or unwanted. I think it's safe to say we all share the desire to have a life without those things.
Happiness. Health. The feeling of being loved. Supported; understood, strengthened. We all desire good things. I honestly do not believe there is anyone out there who outright desires completely bad things. There are those that portray that, but deep down, it's like we were built to desire life and the good things to be found in it.
Why are happily ever after tales such a hit? You ever think about that phrase? Ever after. What exactly does that mean?
Well. Thank you Dictionary.com! Because I was able to look those two words up separately and can break it down a little bit for you!
Ever: adverb at all times; continuously
After: adverb later in time
So in all those fairy tale stories, the end They lived happily ever after actually says;
They lived happily continuously later in time?
Yeah. I liked how it says originally too, but sometimes we take words out of context, and the meaning loses it's worth.
You ever tell someone you're going to love them forever? What about using the phrase bff? "Best Friend Forever".
We all know what forever means.. it means never ending.
You ever wonder why we have such things in our hearts or minds? It's almost like we have eternity "written" in our hearts. Endings feel so wrong, so foreign. Almost like they are cheating us. Every time a life ends it almost seems like a robbery has taken place. Why must there be death??
I told you my view on life's beginning.. that there really is no beginning. We all came into existence, but were planned before our time came. I don't think that seems crazy. I think it makes me feel worth a lot more than this world ever could make me feel. It's almost like there's this feeling like I matter. And you matter, and everyone matters, and we are all here because we were supposed to be. You know, because why else would there be women born with specific eggs that contain the materials that would be joined with a specific sperm that would one day create a totally unique DNA?
Science might have a problem with that. I'm sure any scientific expert would love to argue this point with me. But does it grab you in a deep place to think about the fact that for some reason, beyond anything you could imagine, you were created ON PURPOSE? That you are here because you were PLANNED? And I'm not talking about your parents planning you. Yeah, they can plan for a little boy or girl, but beyond that, your characteristics are not planned on by them. Your love of music? Your ability to paint? Your attention to detail that allows you to create cool things? Yeah. I'm sure mom and dad nurtured those things, but they didn't put those abilities inside you. They existed before you even took your first breath of this planet earth's oxygen.
We are these teeny, tiny things on this teeny, tiny planet.. in a small part of a gigantic ever expanding universe, yet the attention to detail in each person, unique only to them, is so finely crafted.. like it was hand picked.
Wow. You know? Why not believe stuff like that? You are a wondrous creation. There is so much about you that is a miracle, there's no denying it.
mir·a·cle
noun
1. an effect or extraordinary event in the physical world that surpasses all known human or natural powers and is ascribed to a supernatural cause.
2. such an effect or event manifesting or considered as a work of God.
3. a wonder, a marvel
I like 3. We are a wonder, a marvel. How our bones and muscle tissue and cartilage all come together to make up our body. Our organs, working in unison, functioning all in order to sustain life. With the core as a heart. What a magnificent organ, the heart. It's function is mind-boggling. I've been witness to some strong hearts, beating even though the odds were against it. Where does the heart get its ability to beat? Why does it start? Why does it stop?
I can't help but think about these things. Life has me captive. I am constantly seeking answers. We know how thinks tick, but not where it gets its tick from. There are those who just accept that its all random. It just started. With no help, coincidentally, and continues until it stops.
This is not a good enough answer for me. I'm going to bed. But I promise.. this will probably be concluded as some point. Just not tonight.
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