Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 8:18 am
Excuse me for a moment guys, while I just adjust my halo and calm the blushing down. This thread has really made me think about where I am now and how I got here -- it certainly isn't to do with any amazing personal qualities of mine or any deliberate effort on my part, (and sorry, Bob, no magic substance either) -- I've been through every negative emotion in the book: despair, fury, self pity, frustration, depression, sadness and isolation to name just a few. Over the years I've been interested in things like comparative religion and I've read a few self-help books, but my reaction was always "What a load of rubbish! How could anyone possibly find anything good amongst all this shit? Even if you can see a few plus points, they are far, far outweighed by all the things I've lost or am in the process of losing".
Somehow, though, I found myself beginning to let go of all that yearning, all that wishing, and the constant anguish it brings. Don't get me wrong: in the back of my mind I still long for all those things and I know that my needs are all still there, ready to spring back into life at any moment, but for the time being they are safely locked away behind a solid door.
So without knowing it, and without knowing how it happened, I've done what all those self-help books and some of the religions tell you to do: I've let go... I've accepted... I might have even "handed my problems over to a god".
It's not a magic solution to our problems, and I'm not sure that anyone can actually choose the way they look at life, but in a nutshell I suppose I'm saying simply that I've come to terms with the way things are, and I can't waste energy on regret for what might have been. The little energy I've got is used up on hope for the future: the constant flow of research and opinion on this website makes me confident that yours, if perhaps not mine, will be a bright one.
Sorry for rambling on,
Dom.
Somehow, though, I found myself beginning to let go of all that yearning, all that wishing, and the constant anguish it brings. Don't get me wrong: in the back of my mind I still long for all those things and I know that my needs are all still there, ready to spring back into life at any moment, but for the time being they are safely locked away behind a solid door.
So without knowing it, and without knowing how it happened, I've done what all those self-help books and some of the religions tell you to do: I've let go... I've accepted... I might have even "handed my problems over to a god".
It's not a magic solution to our problems, and I'm not sure that anyone can actually choose the way they look at life, but in a nutshell I suppose I'm saying simply that I've come to terms with the way things are, and I can't waste energy on regret for what might have been. The little energy I've got is used up on hope for the future: the constant flow of research and opinion on this website makes me confident that yours, if perhaps not mine, will be a bright one.
Sorry for rambling on,
Dom.