Having Your Arms Wrapped Around Something That Just Isn'T There
Having your arms wrapped around something that just isn’t there…
When you survive each days’ struggles based simply on a belief, a flicker of hope,
knowing that Angels look over you, knowing that you are loved, knowing that
somehow, some day, your struggles will be justified, and that life as you currently
know it will get better… you believe you serve a purpose… yet there will be times,
even for days on end, when it seems there is literally no evidence that these things
actually exist.
Doubt creeps in causing you to be discouraged… insecure… tears emerge, heart
aches, and you are left with no clarity, no clear direction… no clear purpose.
THIS is the definition of having your arms wrapped around something that just isn’t
there… it hurts, and it can lead to losing that belief, losing faith, losing you.
Consider this:
There is NEVER a clear beginning, middle, or end to life, love, or happiness… so if we
have no clarity, if we can’t physically SEE that we are loved; if we don’t feel hope,
we don’t feel that butterfly on our shoulder signaling the Angels above… does this
mean they don’t exist??
Never, EVER doubt… there will be days that are foggy… there will be days when you
can’t see the sun shine through the blanket of clouds… but even though you can’t
see it, that sun shines unconditionally, beautifully, and brilliantly… and so do you.
If and when you feel completely alone, you must believe that you are not.
When there is nobody there to comfort, encourage and inspire you, you must
believe they exist.
When you’ve lost your direction, and you can’t find (or see) your purpose, you must
believe you will be guided.
Circumstances are only temporary … they can be misleading… just because you are
by yourself, does not mean you are alone.
Just as being attractive has nothing to do with being a beautiful person… you must
learn to rest comfortably in the hands and arms of others, even when their physical
presence does not exist, and especially when your loved ones’ physical presence
will never exist again… you are never alone.
~Dave Blount
Nov 21st 2010
Written for my own therapy…
Copyright © Dave Blount | Year Posted 2011
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