Sometimes I think that I am far too dramatic for my own good. I read things into every word I hear and I am always trying to figure everyone out. I have always lived outside the box and as a result I have never quite fit in anywhere. Most of the time I wear this fact on my sleeve, but on occasion I have been known to escape back into the crowds of normality. I have always had a very strong imagination. I remember my brother and I recording ourselves putting on various voices and characters into a cassette player many times. My imagination is something that I still hold on to dearly even today. I admit that I get scared too. I still hold back sometimes because I fear what result my complete honesty may have. As knowledgeable as I may come across -I havent worked it all out either. Infact many times I think that I am way behind everyone elses progress. Then I remind myself that it's not a race and we get to where we are going when we need to. I get impatient. I remember how patient I have been and cant understand why I am still waiting. And then I retreat.
We are all tested - every single one of us. The result is how we deal with this in the long term and whether we learn the lessons we need to learn. If not then I believe we must deal with the same problems time after time until we do learn. I am in the process of gaining some great insight into one of my lessons. I have been waiting for something to happen for so long now that when it finally does I'm afraid I wont recognise it. I know that I have done all that I can and I cant push any more. The situation is out of my hands. And so I surrender it.
When I find my way, I'll take you home.
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