Real Misfortune

TODAY'S QUOTE:
"It is the Law that any difficulties that can come to you at any time, no matter what they are, must be exactly what you need most at the moment, to enable you to take the next step forward by overcoming them. The only real misfortune, the only real tragedy, comes when we suffer without learning the lesson."... Emmet Fox

I haven't written for a very long time, but like an addict... the craving never goes away. It gets forcefully suppressed, frantically ignored, or indulged with solemn gratitude for a relationship with words that is a comfort and a delight to possess. Unlike an addict, I experience guilt and shame only when I don't give into temptation, and most often confusion quickly follows.

The speed of my thoughts accelerate beyond my ability to control them, heading in every possible direction they tangle and tighten until I'm trapped somewhere I never meant to go. The fact that the entire trip is unnecessary only compounds the problem. I learned this long ago... so what causes me to suppress or ignore the only thing that will keep me in complete control of my destination? Hell if I know! Temporary insanity maybe? Now all I can do is unwad my brain and remap this journey.

Thinking creates the possibility, writing drafts the contract, and action seals the outcome. If I omit any step of this process then chaos is the best I can hope for, and my just reward. If I have the tools and the knowledge to use them, leaving the shed locked guarantees failure. This post is therapy, this blog is inspirational, and this quote is my creed.

Difficulties come to us all. Sometimes solo, other times they bring a friend, There are even times when trouble arrives at measured distances to insure that we are not yet upright before the next wave knocks us back down. No matter how it arrives or how long it stays, it truly sucks to be careworn. There are really only two options... embrace the agony, or search for the lesson. Instead of focusing on the meaning behind the pain, lately I allowed the pain to mean everything. And the truth is that pain means very little if we are content to wallow in it... it's a powerful teacher, but we have to be willing to learn.

I've had more than my fair share, but I'm not complaining. I don't want pity... mercy would be nice, yet I'll be more than satisfied with whatever measure of enlightenment I can wrestle from the battle. Hard lessons bite, and the best cure is scar tissue that strengthen my weakest points. And maybe this time I won't misplace the knowledge. The knowing is the door ... putting it into action is the key, and unlocking it is within our power if we wish. But it takes more than wishing to succeed. Think about it... let it ride... then YOU decide!!!