The Art of Understanding
Where does understanding begin,
and the barrage of lies come in?
As adults so many people think they ‘understand’ or think they are not the one to blame, or find faults in everyone else although they cannot find any in themselves, or if they do find any in themselves they are the ones either they are willing to admit or in their mind will detract from others they think no one else knows or sees.
What faults do you have?
If you think you are perfect or don’t think you are perfect yet can find no faults in yourself, stop reading this post, blog or anything I write, there is nothing I can offer for you.
If you think you have faults no matter how little or how big they are, congratulations, you are human.
Yet are you telling the truth about your faults? I mean, are you telling yourself the truth about your faults?
Let’s think for a moment. If you complain about calling someone and they don’t call back or they tell you they will call back and they don’t, who are you to complain about them if you do the same thing?
Remember the old saying? “Treat others as you want to be treated, no matter what the case.”
Well in case you forgot, chose to forget or never knew it in the first place, that saying is still true.
If you wish to have someone care about you, you may want to try caring for them first. If you want someone to be responsive and call or text you back, you want to try it first yourself.
Now let’s get to reality. Yes, you may get hurt. Anytime you open yourself up and treat someone nice or show them you care, you may get hurt. It happens. I wish it wasn’t so, trust me, I wish I didn’t hurt as bad as I do. Although there comes a time when you have to say, “I at least showed them what I am and who I am.” and move on.
The moving on part is the hardest, I am still working on that part myself.
Although, I know I have faults, I have plenty of them too.
I don’t think this makes me a bad person, I think it makes me human with issues that I need to work through. Some things I need to undo, others I need to relearn, and there are still others that I need to just learn.
Life is a journey, I realize that now more than ever. I realize as I move down this uncharted dirt path I have found myself on, that I am not in control. I may never be in control and that the destiny I thought as mine is no longer an option. And although I have had many thoughts of what my destiny might be, a destiny evokes the fact that there is an end.
Destiny is the end of the path of life. And as many times as I have tried to create a destiny for myself, for one reason or another I am still here.
I have died and come back to life. It is documented in my medical records as is the many times I medically should have died, yet didn’t. I am not bragging or trying to show you something I am proud of. I am just trying to say that I have many faults, the largest one being that as many times as I should have died, you would think by now I would have let go and just enjoyed the path, the journey, the road that will take me to my destiny.
And yet I still write this stressing the day, stressing money, stressing the work, stressing the loves I have had and lost and just stressing about anything and everything.
Although I write all this today thinking about my destiny whenever it may find me. I wonder where I will be and what I will be doing when my time comes. I wonder if I will have found a place of stress free laughter or will I still be stressing the days and lay awake during my sleepless nights.
Only time will tell. And only the journey will allow ourselves to experience life, not the destiny we think we have or look forward to.
Live, Laugh and Love. Easy to think you are, although are any of us ‘really’?
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