the questions of things on the greyest days when even the nights themselves are darker, and there are clouds, why are we told to see the silver lining in things? to keep our chins up? to get with friends who will take our minds away? to count our blessings and to hang in there cuz things will get better? (i know they will, but still…) maybe we don’t want all that. maybe we don’t need all that. maybe we’re meant at times to stay in grey, to live the dark, and to feel everything with our chins kept low. why can’t we be allowed to simply feel the comfort of muted colors? and the closeness of the dark? to listen to the silence of the night? and to stay alone to feel the fullness of the pain only we can feel anyway? what if we really do grieve in similar ways? life always suggests the presence of death; until it happens. then it’s no longer suggestion. this, we all have in common. love mandates that the sun will come again; there are, after all, a thousand different shades of grey. what if the silver lining is found inside our broken hearts ?
~ k
There isn’t always a need to move on or ‘cure’ those negative feelings when they come: they too are a part of the human experience. To feel a full range of emotion is to live and indulge within the gift of feeling, as bad as they may seem at the time.
“Now is the hour of the Dark Invitation” says John O’Donohue” in To Bless the Space Between Us. The invitation to feel, loss or the shock of ill health. Better to experience it as you describe to get through to the other side. Wise words!