Unless you are not truly living your life, merely inert and existing, then life will inevitably fling a good measure of knock backs for you to handle. Rejection can present itself in many forms; exclusion from peer groups, not getting that job, or never hearing off Mr Right after your first date.
I do not wholeheartedly believe in one God as such, but I do love stories of G.O.D – Growing Old Disgracefully.
Life is good when you know exactly what it is that you want to do. However, when you don’t know what it is you want to do, life can suddenly feel somewhat more difficult and stagnant than you wish it to be.
I have recently found myself reading a book by the same title, which is predominantly an holistic guide to achieving a healthier heart. However, the book also proposes that we have two aspects to our heart; the physical heart and an emotional heart.
Many moons ago, Mr and Mrs Knight signed up for a Tai Chi class, as a result of discussing the need to find new things to do together, aside from the obvious pastime of husband and wife.
It is said “time heals” which suggests that over time, our wounds, be they physical or emotional, will naturally start to heal. I think that in terms of loss, such as the death of a loved one, time can start to soothe the initial rawness we experience, but does time ever heal us entirely?
What exactly is time? Is it a man made concept? A stress inducing framework? A helpful tool in everyday life?
There is a saying “People come into your life for a reason, a season, a lifetime.” I have heard this quote thrown around for many, many years but it was only when *cough* hit the fan last year that the words started to resonate with me.
It is said that we should never discuss politics or religion, but I have woken up with tooth ache and am feeling somewhat rebellious in mood, so here goes. Religion.
