i suppose that any feeling Is better than no feeling at all...sigh...but we don't half hurt ourselves along the way. hugs.
oh dear..I know THAT tune!shall I sing along?
I think we all know that tune at some time...
debra kay, i wish i could cheer you up. is it such a good idea to live so close to your parents? maybe i just wish i could send you ear muffs....:)
dearest Debra,for me, too, apathy is the worst thing....when you are sad, obviously you know what happiness is ... and this is great...but apathy changes us to robots...you are a true human being ...and perhaps life is all about this seeking ... or as Bobbb has written, "wandering"think you will like his last post:http://bandingozen.blogspot.com/2008/05/wandering.html
But don't we all look for comfort when we feel sad or distressed. It is human to desire comfort. There is a buddhist meditation in which one breathes in distress and breathes out comfort either to oneself or another person or a situation or whatever. Sort of an anti-California meditation where you would breathe in light and love and breath out the grungyness. I think it an interesting and helpful to me anyway meditation. Actually thanks to you for reminding me of it.
Comfort?I don’t know what to say…Sometime this thing You must find in yourselfSometimes you may find it in othersAnd sometimes there is noneOften I fall back to things I know or have heardThese lines from a song by They Might Be Giants come to mindNo one in the worldEver gets what they wantAnd that is beautifulSomewhere on my journey Through space TimeAnd discoveryI began to connect To just about everythingIncluding GriefLossAnd despairThis was a dangerous connection For me to makeAnd it almost swallowed meFor the connection runs deepBack to my early childhoodWhen JFK was assassinatedI was five or six Years old I didn’t understand The traumaThe horrorOr the significanceOf the eventBut I felt itI felt itDeepWithin myselfAnd the collective conscienceOf the universeI still do When Martin Luther KingWas assassinated It was like Déjà vuOf griefTo meI did not understand Most of what was saidAt the timeYears later I began to slowly comprehendBobby Kennedy spoke that dayDisregarding his prepared speechHe spoke instead From the deep despairIn his own heartSuch politicians do not exist todayThere was no comfortThat he could giveAnd he knew itAnd he said soInstead – he gave of himselfSomething I tend to do In such momentsAnd he quoted poetry:My favorite poet was Aeschylus. He once wrote: "Even in our sleep, pain which cannot forget Falls drop by drop upon the heartUntil, in our own despairAgainst our willComes wisdomThrough the awful grace of God."Bobby KennedyWas then assassinated alsoHe was buried on my 11th birthday…Comfort or noYou will stand Or fallOn the strengthYou hold withinYour selfShould you fallThere are those Who will help youStand up And begin againI am one
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