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I was tempted, for a moment, to fight hopelessness, to play the man, to take up arms against the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, and by opposing, end them. But hopelessness came from my core and I welcomed it. It became me and I became it. My core, my deeper self, loved me, relaxed and played the poker hand of hopelessness leading me away from the taken-for-granted, from awkward imitiation to graceful flow at the simple price of hope. Is grace too much to hope for? Well yes, for first there is hopelessness, as easy as falling down a hill. |
Firstly, well written. Second, grace is an abundant principle of the universe, as endless as the sea on the horizon, as infinite as the space within spaces. As is hope! I like that you acknowledge grace in contrast to being hopeless, and that your core is able to relax in knowing that yes you can fall down that hill, easy. Fall. What is grace? The softness that catches you, the principle that you didn't work for being ok, that you let go, that you gave in, and the result though not recognized in this piece is that in the end even if you fall you don't lose the ability to get back up again. Sometimes you don't even get hurt but that all depends on the level of maturity or the area in which we are to grow. Some things like seeds are suppose to fall so that they can grow. Then blossom, then yield fruit ðŸ‰. And then the harvest. Thought provoking piece my friend I very much enjoyed it!| Posted on 2015-10-22 00:00:00 | by lori_tab | [ Reply to This ] | |