I love alliteration, don’t you?
But it only works when it’s meaningful.
Like “ridiculous raisins regardless” sounds cool, but it doesn’t have the same “ooh” and “ahh” factor as the title of this blog post. Do you agree?
Which brings me to…
I believe that the dark times in our life hold treasures that shine the deepest of lights.
It’s not that I want to be conscious of emotional hardship all the time.
I can’t think about my father’s sudden passing when I was 21 everyday.
I can’t think about how my cousin was killed in a tragic volcanic eruption of gases when she was eight years old.
How could.I hold such things in my consciousness 24/7?
It’s simply too overwhelming.
My body holds these memories, my subconscious. But my conscious mind—nah!
I don’t want to think about these things all the time. Yet I also don’t want to think about them NONE of the time.
So how do I strike the balance?
And would finding the answer to this question help me mine the treasures that the experiences have granted me?
What if these events are NOT meant to be buried forever?
What if, in their own time, in their own way, they shine the most brilliant of lights to guide me to a rich life—of greater empathy, sensitivity, a sincere gratitude for the simplicities of life?
What if instead of robbing me of my reserves, instead of draining my power, they infuse me with even more?