Fire

Someone special to me told me today that I will ‘find my fire again’. I’ve lost the fuel to keep my embers burning.
What is the point? Obviously, the point is to love-always, but why am I so focused on ambitions that I need to continuously move forward? Can I just be content in now?

The problem with being content in now is that I’m discontent in the circumstances that I have no control over.
Did I choose to work with horrendous people that move through the world with the sole desire to stamp out all forms of light? No.
Did I know these were the people I would have to encounter day-in and day-out? No.
I did not choose this. So how do I change my circumstances (AGAIN) if I am unable to keep my fire burning where I am?
Do I really need to rebuild the pyre again? I’m just so exhausted. How many times do I need to rehabilitate my life in order to find the right match that won’t continuously burn out and be snuffed into ash?

They (the collective they-whose authority I still question) say that it doesn’t matter how many times you fall, but how many times you continue to rise from the ashes ((Rocky?? Phoenix??)); they failed to mention that getting back up guarantees that one day you would stop getting pushed into the ground.
Courage is a funny thing and confidence is fleeting. One single moment can change everything- I will continue to search for my own personal lighter fluid, but I can’t continue down the same barren road I’ve been taking. I have to continue to search for the light that feeds my soul. Even if I don’t know where I’m going, I can’t continue down the same roads I’ve been and expecting a different outcome.
I pushed and continued to hope and persevere through the darkness, but sometimes the darkness can lead to a new path- have the courage to take it.

Adaptation is a commendable attribute, but not when the goal of life is evolution.

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