August ended with a blue moon. Making way for a new
beginning. A new month. September. The
end of August always signifies the end of summer for me. Making way for fall.
When I was young I used to get really sad when I thought of summer ending.
Thinking it meant my wings were going to be clipped because I had to go back to
school.
Now that I’m older I realise life is a process. A journey.
Full of beginnings and endings. Full of people that come into my life for a
reason. Sometimes to stay for a short while. Just enough to teach me a lesson.
Sometimes there are those that come and go. In and out of my life.
Often to reconnect me with myself. To remind me of instances in my life
that become pivotal. To remind me of how not to be. And then there are others
who are in my life for the duration. Those who stand by me through thick and
thin. Those who do not judge me, envy me, or betray me.
When I was younger I used to resent certain people. Feel
they were intruding in my space uninvited. Or I used to feel deep hatred toward
those who hurt me. Cutting them off. Believing they were no good to me. But as
I have grown older and begun to explore my feelings and the world a bit more, I
realise that every single one of those people that came and come into my life
are there to teach me a lesson. Some to teach me how to be. Others to teach me
how not to be.
So I no longer hold resentment to anyone for long periods of
time. Sure I feel hurt when I discover the true nature of people. I feel the
pain deep in my gut because I am human and I do have feelings. But what I tell
myself is this too shall pass. And I tell myself regardless of how much someone
has hurt me, they have actually been sent as my angel. I realise they are here
to either force me to face my shadow self – exposing my flaws to me and asking
me to examine my own motives and correct them. Or they are here to expose me to
my spiritual self – the one that is here to bring love, light, compassion,
empathy and understanding to myself and to those I encounter. And then I accept the lesson. The hardest lesson
being the one that hurts me the most and I breathe through it quietly thanking
the Universe and the person for helping me. And invariably, in time, the pain
eases. The person no longer bothers me and eventually if they are meant to,
they disappear or change. Not because I forced them to change but because I
changed the way I reacted to them by releasing my attachment and expectations
of them. Only then does my pain disappear completely but the lesson always remains.
Just like August has ended signalling the ending of summer.
And September has started signalling the beginning of school for my children
and the coming of fall, there is a time and place for everything and everyone. Sometimes
people are meant to be in our lives forever and other times they are not. It is
up to us to learn the lessons they bring so we will be able to distinguish
between those who are meant to be in our lives for the duration and those who
aren’t. Loving them and letting them go just the same. I try to teach this
lesson to my children every single day particularly when they are hurting about
people that have hurt them. And one day hopefully they will learn through my
example that they can’t hold on to pain that is caused by something beyond
their control because all they will be doing is inviting in the same pain and
not being able to move beyond to find out how they are meant to be and, more
importantly, how they are not meant to be.
In life there is a season for everything and everyone.
Sometimes we’re up and sometimes we’re down. But if we remain full of
forgiveness, full of love, full of compassion and full of empathy, in time all
will be revealed to us. Only then will we see life is a journey. A process. Full of
beginnings and endings.
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