Some lessons are like the “jagged little pill” Alanis Morisette wrote about. They hurt going down, but eventually, the stomach acids dissolve them. Once that occurs, they can work for my body, doing what they were designed to do. Healing is imminent.
I misjudged a situation, based solely on wishful thinking. The awakening was rude, but terribly overdue. Reality will always show itself, no matter how many layers of pretty gift-wrap I try to hide it in. But the gift itself is that reality. I can function when I know and accept ‘life on life’s terms’. I have a program to keep me centered in Spirit. I have friends with whom I can explore my shortcomings in order to release them. I have a spiritual connection in which I can be comforted.
Sometimes, healing is just hard. Sometimes, those insights are embarrassing. Sometimes, I just need to shed some tears while I shed the past. It’s growth, therefore ultimately a good thing.
The pain will subside. The gratitude for insights gained will remain.
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