Broke Broken Busted
Even when we are broke, broken, or busted the sweeter side of life is just a kiss away. Acceptance of your situation and knowing how much control you actually have over it is the key to resurrection. Hearts, bank accounts, and lives are breakable. They shatter, deplete, and fall apart. They also mend, revive, and fall together. They die and they are born again. We grow stronger and sweeter where the cracks are.
If we resist the temptation to be in denial or fall asleep altogether while things are on the way down – the way up will reveal itself faster. Eyes front. Shoulders back. Attention! Feel all of it. Know all of it. Embrace the pain as if it were a long lost lover and be kind to it and yourself as the process of life, lives.
It won’t be easy but it will be certain.
Whatever your personal storm is. It is a natural part of life. Dark clouds appear. You will be thrown about by the harsh winds of change. You will misstep, misspeak, and mistake solid ground for quick sand. But as the pages in the book of your life unfold. As it reveals your story to you. Hold on to the knowing that the end of a chapter will always come. And a new improved one will be waiting for you.
I know… it’s brutal.
However, what breaks us or lays us low is never as important as what lifts us up and makes us real. Real and radiant and ready to let go of the grief, pain, anger, and petty judgement we are so inclined to hold on to.
Turn the page.
Begin the next chapter with a little more heart than you began the last one.
Go with God.
We send… Love, Light and Oceans of Bliss for the Highest Good of All.
And so it is!