Monday, April 13, 2015

13 April 2015

Pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our consciences, but shouts in our pains. It is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.   [C.S. Lewis]

Is it that simple?! I don’t know but it has taken me 4 hours to just get up and DO this. To BEgin it anyway. BEcause, you see, oftentimes it’s as simple as just starting. This is about the worst pain I’ve experienced, and it’s silly. But don’t tell Pain I said so, please.

Isn't it funny how the memories you cherish before a breakup can become your worst enemies afterwards? The thoughts you loved to think about, the memories you wanted to hold up to the light and view from every angle--it suddenly seems a lot safer to lock them in a box, far from the light of day and throw away the key. It's not an act of bitterness. It's an act if self-preservation. It's not always a bad idea to stay behind the window and look out at life instead, is it?   [Ally Condie, First Day]

Staying BEhind, or staying in both reveal their magic to me in myriad ways. Pain seems the WHY of it at Present. Pain that’s just “stupid.” Pain that doesn’t  seem to  let itself make sense.

I love you, Currie


Carol said...

I wish I had a magic wand to twirl above your head and wave the pain away. Sending you LOVE, PEACE & STRENGTH & HEALING OF SPIRIT!

Ellen MikaBrown said...

In my thoughts and prayers, dear Currie.

Rita said...

Pain has no logic or reasoning. It can become so loud that it takes away ours. Kudos to you for even posting a blog today!!! :):)