Everything's going to be alright.
I've been all up in my feelings this past week, all up in my feelings - the instinct I have to create is telling me to just... look back, you know? So this is me, getting reflective and pensive to see if I've been progressive.
(Spoiler: yes, I have).
I took a look through my old blog and, I gotta say, I was genuinely hurt. You know that you can see spiritual injuries? It's not apparent but there are subtle signs which you won't really have the presence of mind to admit you're ailing from until you begin healing.
Words are important to me, words are like superpowers; I shape atmospheres, introduce new perspectives, elevate moods and strengthen bonds with them.
I'm seeing now that it's a power I abused in ignorance of my pain and rage. I mean, it even looked dark. The craziest one, for me, has to be https://kenjismindpalace.blogspot.com/2019/08/far-from-home.html. I was definitely not okay.
All I did was damage myself - ruminating on the death of my unfulfilled dreams, allowing the ghosts of my heartache to haunt me in every moment I took a breath.
Those were some really dark times, and each dark season seems to be exactly as complicated as the last except I lose a little more hope as it gets dimmer.
It was a lot like walking on a rocky path in perfect absence of light, telling yourself the path is level and clear. I could never articulate an intelligent enough response to myself, though, for why I kept tripping and falling in a perpetual state of false confidence.
But when the time was right, a dazzling light would tear through the dark, and it was entirely disconcerting.
If you let your eyes acclimate to dark, the light will genuinely shock you - it's one thing to think that you can see, it's another to actually possess the gift of sight.
That's what the light does - it shows you that you couldn't see because you didn't have clear sight.
That was me, in the most misery because I started to look into everything. I had to train myself, time and again, to receive new sight beyond the warm and fuzzies, but for truth. People neglect to tell us that before the truth sees you free, it makes you inordinately upset.
Once I adjusted and grasped the shard of truth I could, I started speaking differently because I was sensitive to new atmospheres. When something is real to you, it becomes real for you.
So if you're experiencing the fullness of a prosperous and joyful time, please enjoy it for everything it's worth because everything's going to be alright.
If you're going through a spiritually torturous time with no end in sight, please stay strong because everything's going to be alright.
Everything's going to be alright.
Thank you for staying long enough for me to thank you.
Be cool,
- Your Friendly Neighbourhood Kenji
(Spoiler: yes, I have).
I took a look through my old blog and, I gotta say, I was genuinely hurt. You know that you can see spiritual injuries? It's not apparent but there are subtle signs which you won't really have the presence of mind to admit you're ailing from until you begin healing.
Words are important to me, words are like superpowers; I shape atmospheres, introduce new perspectives, elevate moods and strengthen bonds with them.
I'm seeing now that it's a power I abused in ignorance of my pain and rage. I mean, it even looked dark. The craziest one, for me, has to be https://kenjismindpalace.blogspot.com/2019/08/far-from-home.html. I was definitely not okay.
All I did was damage myself - ruminating on the death of my unfulfilled dreams, allowing the ghosts of my heartache to haunt me in every moment I took a breath.
Those were some really dark times, and each dark season seems to be exactly as complicated as the last except I lose a little more hope as it gets dimmer.
It was a lot like walking on a rocky path in perfect absence of light, telling yourself the path is level and clear. I could never articulate an intelligent enough response to myself, though, for why I kept tripping and falling in a perpetual state of false confidence.
But when the time was right, a dazzling light would tear through the dark, and it was entirely disconcerting.
If you let your eyes acclimate to dark, the light will genuinely shock you - it's one thing to think that you can see, it's another to actually possess the gift of sight.
That's what the light does - it shows you that you couldn't see because you didn't have clear sight.
That was me, in the most misery because I started to look into everything. I had to train myself, time and again, to receive new sight beyond the warm and fuzzies, but for truth. People neglect to tell us that before the truth sees you free, it makes you inordinately upset.
Once I adjusted and grasped the shard of truth I could, I started speaking differently because I was sensitive to new atmospheres. When something is real to you, it becomes real for you.
So if you're experiencing the fullness of a prosperous and joyful time, please enjoy it for everything it's worth because everything's going to be alright.
If you're going through a spiritually torturous time with no end in sight, please stay strong because everything's going to be alright.
Everything's going to be alright.
Thank you for staying long enough for me to thank you.
Be cool,
- Your Friendly Neighbourhood Kenji
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