As 2022 was closing doors, I had been traveling deep inside of me in order to see how things had been going over the year. At that time of the year, I was wondering what it took me to remain myself, what should have been sacrificed to maintain a certain level of energy. I thought it was necessary to look back and ask myself if I feel entire after all those battles. In fact, I’ve come to realize that many nights have stolen my peace and my colors. And not many people really know how many times I have crashed while trying to create my own universe. I guess I’m not the only one who feels that way. For we all have our daily struggles.
Sometimes, all we want to do is howl, spit our pain, no matter if it comes out bloody. We all do face trials, hardships ; and perhaps the best way to cope with all that is hitting the brakes of grousing. Trying to explain what or how we feel, we often get tied in knots because words are not always what can express our feelings. Sometimes, only tears can speak, so we think we better let people listen to the voice of silence. But what is the difference between a good day and bad day ? What does really change ?
I really think one should not try to repel sadness but let it flow as it comes. I mean we must accept what is ; and sorrow is part of life, of the journey. Obviously, there are ruthless days that tend to restrain our abilities but we also encounter some golden hours that can enlighten our worlds. For exemple, it can be gruesome to see how bad people are treating their neighbors and on the other hand we can be amazed by some human beings who impulse the cult of humanity. This is life ! Some people say we should not let circumstances impound our joy. I don’t really know what to say about it, but one thing : even though we are hit back and forth, we can still find a way to appreciate good things. All the turmoil we might be experiencing can be used in a positive or creative way, it can be transmuted into art.
Another thing is that our attention may flag during hard times and then we miss the most important things : an unexpected smile, a sunset, a little pure joy… These are some little things that add up to the beauty of existence. Besides this, love can aslo ease the pain. Yes, that feeling when we know our heart is a shady place for someone is something.
Everybody has their own cure, everybody knows something that can alleviate the situation they’re in. For some souls, literature and drinks can soothe the pain. For some others, the presence of a loved one. Through all that, we probably need to take some bulky things out of our lives and hearts. We seriously need to take care of our inner gardens. Do you know ? One of the best things in life is when we are at peace with ourselves and agree to face the outcomes of our choices and actions. For we are only humans and make mistakes.
Most of us know what it means to befriend loneliness, or to let sadness play deftly when things are going awry. But the light that dwells in us will break out one day, if we just keep the mettle to fight against darkness. When life gets heltic with swirling issues. When all of the broken dreams remain scattered on the floor. When we keep facing setbacks. When our old cries are ripe enough to be eaten. When the ocean keeps walking on our feet. And when happiness just absconds (we can find a way to take it back home). I have a recommandation. Like a prescription. Poetry as basic necessity.
Witensky Lauvince
