Suffering?

Strength is born in the deep silence of long suffering hearts, not amid joy

~ Felicia Hermans, 1793-1835

Everything that happens to us in life is a teaching, it is all meant to be and points us to the way we should be going, but nothing on earth teaches us about life more than suffering. When we suffer we learn and grow, no doubt about it, I have never heard anyone argue the point, but it is easily ignored. Cast to the backs of our minds until pain pierces our hearts or wherever else on our list of priorities.

We suffer in different ways, depending on our makeup I suppose, deeper souls might suffer more, maybe because they can bare it, but we all suffer. Even the materialistic, those only concerned about material objects and wealth, they suffer if anything threatens their wealth, they feel it in their pockets and if that is one of lives priorities, it has to hurt.

Each and every time life presents us with a curve ball, something that knocks us off of our feet, we usually suffer in some way, but that’s certainly when we learn. If we don’t learn we can be sure that ball will hit us again as one thing is certain lessons repeat themselves.

It is often in dark times we find silence, we have time to reflect and think about what is going on or within that silence we find ourselves, recognise those mistakes and find what is real in life. I pity those not able to do this, those that live and die without finding themselves.

I often ask myself why, if suffering teaches, why is half of the world suffering when I can’t see what they have to learn. Maybe it is because the suffering of others teaches us something, maybe they suffer in silence hoping the world will wake up and take notice, maybe they are shouting out loud but are not heard. These must be souls that came here to teach us something, living a life of suffering to teach humanity, evolved and higher souls I would imagine, to take on such a task in a world that doesn’t think of much but itself.

Wouldn’t the world be so much better if we all spent some time in silent contemplation thinking about others, not ourselves and our needs but of others.  If we are all part of the whole, the suffering going on in the world is happening to all of us and without learning from it, it will keep on repeating until something changes.

I wrote this because I was feeling sorry for myself, it helped me think about how lucky I am.

lizalizaskysaregrey©2017

Festival of Opportunity

A fine festival of opportunity

is coming to us all.

Twinkles brightly in the air,

gives us a silent call.

Asks each and every one of us,

to love a little more.

As with charity and kindness,

always more in store.

A message from the universe,

is on its way today.

The system is aligned you see,

a gift is on the way.

With planets moving forward,

it’s very clear to see.

The direction we are going now,

what is meant to be.

~

lizalizaskysaregrey©2017

Specific

There really are no specific answers to those bigger questions in life, those like why and how are we here, what does it all mean and where are we going? Some answers, maybe we are not meant to know right now. We may spend our lives seeking and we may get closer to the truth, but for the moment trust and hope might be as far as we can get. 

~ Liza

Daily Prompt – Specific

Another Beginning?

We stepped through the open door,

when we left that year behind.

A brand new day with another chance, 

let us cast the old from our mind.

We wiped our feet as we happily crossed,

that threshold from the past.

Sang out with the old and in with the new,

but do sentiments ever last.

Some did not make it through the door,

we hold their memories near.

With some new pictures on the wall,

faces that are not yet clear.

We remember those difficult endings,

so full with pain and sorrow.

Ravaged by all that hurt they caused,

hoped and prayed for tomorrow. 

But the darkest of days has now passed,

and spring will be fresh and new.

There is sure to be brightness up ahead,

just look up and you’ll see it too.

So what will the next year bring home,

maybe repeat mistakes of the past.

Those fresh resolutions that we made,

will those promises ever last.

One day we might see it’s all a trick,

as there’s really no old and new.

What happens to us purely dictated,

by the things that we say and do.

~ Liza

lizalizaskysaregrey©2017