“I am fundamentally an
optimist. Whether that comes from nature or nurture, I cannot say. Part of
being optimistic is keeping one's head pointed toward the sun, one's feet
moving forward. There were many dark moments when my faith in humanity was
sorely tested, but I would not and could not give myself up to despair. That
way lays defeat and death.” ~ Nelson Mandela
I
talk pretty on my blog about kindness and compassion. My words are honest and I
work every day to live by them. But I wasn’t always this person. We are born with
open hearts, and then the world happens and shapes us and we spend the rest of
our lives fighting to get back to that original place of faith in humanity.
Every year I get closer. But I like people to know how different I was, to understand
how much I have changed. Because if they do not perceive my change, how can they
believe themselves capable of the same transformation?
“Loving ourselves through the process of
owning our story is the bravest thing we’ll ever do.” ~Brené Brown
I used to be an anger ball. By that
I mean I was very quick to anger. I was angry at the violence I had suffered.
Angry at the people around me who found relief by taking out their pain and
insecurity on others. I was angry at the hardness of a world I did not seem to
belong in. I was no better. I curled in or lashed out, always one of two
extremes, as a way of taking what I needed from the world to survive it.
“Anger is an acid that can do more harm to
the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.” ~Mark
Twain
I didn’t know there was another
way. I was a heavenly body on the inside of the circuit, the sun that the solar
system revolved around. I didn’t see that the world was smothering me because I
put myself at the center of it. All I saw was that I was suffocating. And I
couldn’t see a way out.
“The way is not in the
sky. The way is in the heart.” ~Buddha
I was at a crossroads, my own
personal Equinox. I was disconnected from myself, from the earth beneath me,
from the sky above me. I could see the forest of trees but not the roots of
them entwining and holding each other up. I didn’t know how to bend. I didn’t
know how to flow. Everything was fire and lava. I wasn’t living in the world, I
was burning my way through it.
“If we could change ourselves, the tendencies in
the world would also change. As a man changes his own nature, so does the
attitude of the world change towards him. … We need not wait to see what others
do.” ~Mahatma Gandhi
When we feel lonely we push out at
the world, keeping it further at bay. I pushed everyone away before they could
leave me, before they could hurt me. I thought pain was inevitable and that was
the face I gave the world.
“Listen—are you breathing just a little, and
calling it a life?” ~Mary Oliver
It wasn’t what I wanted. I was at a
crossroads and I made a choice. I turned away from chaos and insanity, from
trying to fit in and struggling to breathe. I let go of the anger that was
eating me from the inside out. I didn’t know what to do with it, so I just
released it in small breaths. I didn’t know what to do with it, so I gave it up
to the universe. I rediscovered faith and turned my attention to finding a path
that felt firm beneath my feet. I took the time to get to know myself.
“Can you remember who you were, before the
world told you who you should be?” ~Danielle LaPorte
I had defined myself for so long by
what I didn’t like, what I didn’t want, and what I thought I was supposed to
want, that I found I didn’t know what it was I did want. What did I like? Who
was I? I first heard an answer in a ritual in the dark in the mountains. Deep in the core of you, what are you? I
quieted my soul and listened, and the word that came from my mouth surprised
me.
“Light,” I said, with tears in my
throat. And later, the overwhelming answer I found was kindness, goodness,
compassion, and joy. When I removed the protective layers from my heart, I discovered
the brightness I had been searching for all along within me.
“The dark does not
destroy the light; it defines it. It’s our fear of the dark that casts our joy
into the shadows.” ~Brené Brown
The world I live in is a better
place for having me in it. I feed it my hope and my optimism and my compassion.
It does not mean I am perfect. It does not mean my heart is not weighed down by
the violence and evil that men do. It does not mean that I do not cry in the
quiet nights within the safety of my walls. But I cry because I am connected
now. I do feel the part of the earth beneath me and the sky above me. I feel
part of the roots connecting the trees beneath the surface.
“Softness is not
weakness. It takes courage to stay delicate in a world this cruel.” ~Beau
Taplin
“Be soft. Do not let
the world make you hard. Do not let pain make you hate. Do not let the
bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the
world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.” ~Iain S.
Thomas
Do not be ashamed of the ways the
world has tested you. Do not be ashamed of the times you have fallen, of the
times you have failed to get it right the first time. What matters is that you
picked your head up. What matters is that you picked yourself up and you kept
going, even though you did not have faith that what lay ahead was better. It is
not our perfect moments that define who we are. It is the moments we are
imperfect that shows the spirit that lies beneath the flesh and bone. It is how
we carry ourselves through those moments that reveal the soul of us.
“Thousands of candles can be lit from a
single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness
never decreases by being shared.” ~Buddha
We are meant to follow our own
paths. It is never too late to change tracks and find your way back to you. Our
original state is harmony and peace. The world is hard but there are others in
it, lighting candles in their hearts against the dark, struggling to grow
despite the resistance. Every action is a choice. When you stand at the
crossroad, open yourself to compassion and hope. You just might be surprised
where you find it.
“For a seed to achieve its greatest
expression, it must come completely undone. The shell cracks, its insides come
out and everything changes. To someone who doesn’t understand growth, it would
look like complete destruction.” ~Cynthia Occelli
