TODAY'S QUOTE: The human spirit is stronger than anything that can happen to it.
-C.C. Scott
There is not a doubt in my mind that this is the saving grace of the human race. Rock solid belief is necessary to real life-long success; just parroting that phrase will never bring you any peace. Who mans the drivers seat matters, though some just hand the keys to the loudest protester.
The mind may be reeling, awash in confusion... the heart may be in pieces, wires crossed and dangling, but the soul remains able to navigate even in the worst of situations. Just because a mind is screaming and a heart is weeping does not mean that a soul becomes unhinged as well. View your spirit as the only designated driver and it will keep you safe. Even bruised a soul has more sense than any other portion of what makes you who you are.
It is not a matter of IF... a soul never dies, so what it is asked to suffer can last forever. It has a vested interest in everything that happens to you and all you cause to happen. For good or for ill it is and always has been... the last man standing. Makes good sense to allow it to steer, since it can clearly see the pot holes and cliffs that dot our path.
Any wisdom we gather is stored there, safe from confusion or heartache. It is a place of quiet study. It is a haven decorated by hand where answers live to questions you have not even thought to ask. It is the map room, where there are clear paths visible from chaos to peace. And once you are centered firmly there then nothing that happens can do more than bruise its exterior... unless you leave it totally unprotected by not valuing its true worth.
I used to be mostly unaware of its importance. Youth explains a portion of my cluelessness... mind-set and a heart worn on my sleeve played a large part as well. I knew no real peace, forever struggling to matter to the ones who should have loved me correctly and unconditionally. They made me struggle so hard for any crumbs they tossed me... like a trained animal, stuck between starving or barely eating. I danced to please others and never succeeded in gaining the true approval of the ones who I gave all the power to.
I did not simply give the keys to my mind or heart and ignored my soul altogether. I handed the keys to other hands, trusting them to keep me safe. It took me almost half a lifetime to get a real clue about who should drive. But it is not important that it took so long, what is vital is that I learned better. Now my soul drives wherever I go. Think about it... let it ride... then decide!!!
-C.C. Scott
There is not a doubt in my mind that this is the saving grace of the human race. Rock solid belief is necessary to real life-long success; just parroting that phrase will never bring you any peace. Who mans the drivers seat matters, though some just hand the keys to the loudest protester.
The mind may be reeling, awash in confusion... the heart may be in pieces, wires crossed and dangling, but the soul remains able to navigate even in the worst of situations. Just because a mind is screaming and a heart is weeping does not mean that a soul becomes unhinged as well. View your spirit as the only designated driver and it will keep you safe. Even bruised a soul has more sense than any other portion of what makes you who you are.
It is not a matter of IF... a soul never dies, so what it is asked to suffer can last forever. It has a vested interest in everything that happens to you and all you cause to happen. For good or for ill it is and always has been... the last man standing. Makes good sense to allow it to steer, since it can clearly see the pot holes and cliffs that dot our path.
Any wisdom we gather is stored there, safe from confusion or heartache. It is a place of quiet study. It is a haven decorated by hand where answers live to questions you have not even thought to ask. It is the map room, where there are clear paths visible from chaos to peace. And once you are centered firmly there then nothing that happens can do more than bruise its exterior... unless you leave it totally unprotected by not valuing its true worth.
I used to be mostly unaware of its importance. Youth explains a portion of my cluelessness... mind-set and a heart worn on my sleeve played a large part as well. I knew no real peace, forever struggling to matter to the ones who should have loved me correctly and unconditionally. They made me struggle so hard for any crumbs they tossed me... like a trained animal, stuck between starving or barely eating. I danced to please others and never succeeded in gaining the true approval of the ones who I gave all the power to.
I did not simply give the keys to my mind or heart and ignored my soul altogether. I handed the keys to other hands, trusting them to keep me safe. It took me almost half a lifetime to get a real clue about who should drive. But it is not important that it took so long, what is vital is that I learned better. Now my soul drives wherever I go. Think about it... let it ride... then decide!!!
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