“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.” ― Louise Erdrich, The Painted Drum
There's a lot said about the shadow life. In fact, if you spend time on Twitter or, even, Instagram, you'd think we were all broken shards of darkness.
And, yes, I'm not denying it's in the mix — I call it Black Dog.
But it's not all of us, and, in fact, if we open our hearts to the majesty of life everlasting, there's a chance we might feel our way towards a brand new world.
Sorry, that sounds a little too prosaic even for my taste. What I'm pointing to, which I've been musing on since sharing my thoughts yesterday on the symptoms of bipolar disorder, is to consider if there's a way of acknowledging not just the bad parts but also our . Better still, to recognise that when we don't pay attention (as in my case) to the constant negative chatter, there's a rich, warm and loving place located within and about us.( Collapse )