“Hey Emily, believe in love again.” “Sometime losing balance for love is part of living balanced life.” Don’t be afraid any more.
「My whole life fits in a 12-foots-square box. Wow.
You know how many times I hear that in a day? Most of them never come back for their whole life.」
“I know you feel awful. But your life’s changing. That’s not a bad thing.” You ask “When is this grieving phase going to pass?” There is no such date circled on calendar. “You get to do the work. Meditate and pray, get your butt down to the Geet every morning and something will change.” Trust me, “It won’t last forever. Nothing does.”
「What if we just acknowledge that we have a screwed-up relationship and
we stick it out anyway? We accept that we fight a lot..and we hardly
have sex anymore but that we don’t wanna live without each other. And
that way we can spend our lives together, miserable... but happy not to
Dear David, we haven't had any communication in a while and it's given me time I needed to think. Remember when you said we should live with each other and be unhappy so we could be happy? Consider it a testimony to how much I love you that I spent so long pouring myself into that offer, trying to make it work.
But a friend took me to the most amazing place the other day, it’s called the Augusteum. Octavian Augustus built it to house his remains. When the barbarians came, they trashed it along with everything else. The great Augustus, Rome’s first true great Emperor, how could he have imagined that Rome, the whole world as far as he was concerned, would one day be in ruins?
It’s one of the quietest and loneliest places in Rome. The city has grown up, around it over centuries, feels like a precious womb, like a heartache you won’t let go of…as it hurts too good. We all want things to stay the same, David. Settle for living in misery because we’re afraid of change, of things crumbling to ruins.
Then I looked around this place, at the chaos it’s endured, the way it’s been adapted, burnt, pillaged then found a way to build itself back up again and I was reassured. Maybe my life hasn’t been so chaotic, it’s just the world that is and the only real trap is getting attached to any of it.
Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation.
Even in this eternal city, the Augusteum showed me that we must always be prepared for endless waves of transformation.
Both of us deserve better than staying together because we’re afraid we’ll be destroyed if we don’t」
Your life is changing. That’s not a bad thing.
Losing your loved one has created a wound in your heart that feels like will never heal, the wound is so deep and painful but “It feels like a precious wound… like a heartbreak you won’t let go of, because it hurts too good…we all want things to stay the same, settle for living in misery because we’re afraid of change, of things crumbling to ruins. Then I looked around in this place, at the chaos it’s endured, the ways it’s been adapted, burned, pillaged then found a way to build itself back up again, and I was reassured – maybe my life hasn’t been so chaotic. It’s just the world that is and the only real trap is getting attached to any of it. Ruin is a gift. Ruin is the road to transformation…We must always be prepared for endless waves of transformation. Both of us deserve better than staying together…because we’re afraid we’ll be destroyed if we don’t.”
「Sometimes to lose balance for love is part of living a balanced life.」
God dwells within me as me.
“Yep, you arranged it all. Nobody forced you into anything. You can’t forgive yourself and you are waiting for him to forgive you.” But “waiting for him to forgive you is a damn waste of time. Forgive yourself.” I know “it’s not that easy.” “Here is the deal. You are going to pray until you forgive yourself. Everything else will take care of itself.”
「Hadn't I wanted this? I had actively participated in every moment of the creation of this life. So why didn't I see myself in any of it? The only thing more impossible than staying... was leaving. I didn't want to hurt anybody, I wanted to slip quietly out the back door and not stop running until I reached Greenland.」
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澳门新萄京8522，For a long time, “You have all these insane anxieties about everything in your life and you’ve lost you balance.” You carried your anxieties and fears around with you but you were too weak and afraid to face them.
「There is a wonderful old Italian joke about a poor man who goes to church every day and prays before the statue of a great saint, begging:"Dear saint, please, please, please... let me win the lottery." Finally, the exasperated statue comes to life and looks down at the begging man and says:"My son, please, please, please buy a ticket."」