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Stagnant - Part 2


Just like the water, a lot of us perhaps feel stuck. We hope for some sort of light, direction, or something to validate our existence and bring us bliss. We wait and at different times, our excitement is flattened by dashed hopes and disappointments.

Then, we accept pain and anger. We become graceless about our current situation and grow green in envy. Slowly, in our restlessness, we breed hatred and find reasons to inflict pain on others – everyone must suffer as we have.

We eye our friends and others we know or may not whose paths feel better than ours. We wished we could be them and then wish they could also be us – hatred and envy strike again.

We are stagnant and doomed.

Pause –

There are no ‘what ifs’ in this story. Life happens and somehow, we just must learn to paddle and find a way in our restlessness to gracefully go through the moments. Knowing that it is only a phase, and hopefully, you won’t be there for too long.

Wait –

Most times, it’s never enough to just wait things out. It’s never enough to allow things to go bad while we keep looking away. The stagnant water that had bred envy and hatred now, may be washed away by the sun. It may be forgotten for a while but it takes only another cycle of rains to re-open the wound. There we go again. The same battle, another generation. I think it is important to dig deep to find the root cause of things and solve the matter, somehow.

I jolted from my thoughts when my phone beeped. In the end, we are all a part of what makes up the universe and somehow interconnected. It was my 9 am alarm. I needed to get to work at my desk, in the house. I smiled softly at the water and walked away.

Love & Light,

TA


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  1. Hmmm,very true 🙏❤️thanks for this 👏I feel encouraged this morning.

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    1. Thank you so much for reading. I am happy that you feel (felt) encouraged. Sending you lots of love, always.

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