A Standing Ovation…

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All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts, ” – William Shakespeare

The tragedies and the comedies enter or exit our lives, changing the part we are playing at any given moment. There are times we are a rising star, perhaps a supporting player, or maybe a victim. No matter, we are constantly part of endings and beginnings until we have played all the parts we are meant to achieve. Our walk of fame comes each time we rise, fall, and rise.

It is not so much about the status of parts as it is the grace with which we endure them. Did we find courage, strength, love, passion, character, and essence? If so, we know we gave our best and played the parts with excellence and success. From the depths we hear the ovations resonating in the peace and elation of our soul. Step up, be proud, and take your bow….it is a Standing Ovation.

A small note from me to you

This week has been busy with relocating and all that goes with it. My life right now is not my own to set up, for which I am getting tired of. I am trying to secure employment, find myself, accept the changes, and be grateful for whatever I have.

Some days the faith and hope waiver as the grief and loneliness grab hold. I have discovered this process is long and arduous for me, but I am strong enough to have come this far. Loss of any kind requires a moment or two to feel the sadness, acknowledge it as you realize it’s okay to feel, and then accept it as you give it wings to set it free from your mind.

My loss began with the passing of my spouse carrying through friends who cannot deal, to ending with almost every material belonging we had. There has been some suffering on this part of my journey, but also there is discovery.

Death doesn’t wait for a more opportune time to strike or is it synchronicity of sorts? This is an odd question, but one I must ponder. I have learned I didn’t need so much stuff, memories are contained in the little things, we have to face our fears, being alone allows for changes without direct interference, and the human heart and mind are amazing . I have changed, I will continue to change, and I hope to find my new successes as a result of this healing journey.

I will again begin to finish  and create anew my writing shortly. For now, this moment is for adjusting and accepting. Until we share again – Thanks  for reading, sharing, and following.

Nowhere

To know you belong nowhere you have been and not where you are is an oddly scary feeling. Wanderlust has been my driving force in the past year. It has not offered any answers or exotic destinations though; Just a walk backward over the places I have been in the past 14 years, a subconscious effort to find what I have lost.

What I have lost is materialistic, emotional, and so much more. I am not entirely sure if I subconsciously  search for myself, my lost loved one, my spiritual beliefs, or a combination of it all. What I do know, is I hope to find what I search for and come out on the other side of the chaos whole. My path to wholeness is filled with a desire to question life, it’s reasoning, and my purpose. What else is there when your world crashes and your heart shatters into a million pieces a little over a year ago? For me,  it’s still a wanderlust… Trying to find my way out of belonging nowhere.