"aren't you frustrated that you have to work multiple jobs to survive, given that healing is one of the most difficult tasks of our time?"
"no, because I know the time is coming where I won't have to."
that's when it hit me
she could not meet me where I was
and I don't blame her
I’ve been there before too
not long ago
gripping a narrative that tethered me to a future that may never arrive
using spiritual language like scaffolding
calling it trust
devotion
while a perfect storm of contradictory reflections raged about me
I was unsupported
not even a little
a lot
and I was beside myself
how could it be?
after all the work I had done
after all the collapses and builds I endured
after all the collapses and builds I witnessed as I stood beside others
after all the devotion I had poured into this vision
always returning to coherence
and then I remembered
because Life doesn't give a shit about our vision
it doesn't care about our sacrifice
it doesn't care about our frameworks
our goodness
no
it does what it needs to do
as unfair
as devastating
as disorienting
as it is
it doesn't care
and while many of us (myself included) love to believe that we could create everything our little hearts desired
we are wrong
we are not in control
we are conditioned
anything you thought you succeeded in doing
was because the conditions were there to support it
anything you thought you shifted in your conditioning
was actually just Life conditioning you to replace your existing conditioning with more conditioning
Life will screw you and not give a fuck
it will rip the rug out from underneath you
end identities
disorient you
collapse everything you've built
eliminate all scaffolding of support
remove all warmth
cast layers upon layers of grief on your heart
it will lift any and all anchors
leaving you vulnerable to a sea of nothingness
lost in fitful patterns of attempting to regain
reorient
through your old ways that yes, are accessible in execution but not in providing any comfort
the void is a merciless place
and it will linger as long as it takes
churning
composting
tilling
until all is fertile and can hold the new
but do not be fooled
Life, it will have its way with you
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