Am I a blind process? The question has been drifting through my mind. Is there no meaning to it all, is all everything just there without reason, that it just is and there is no questioning why, and we shall never know because there was never a purpose for it in the first place? I ponder this question for a moment, and then I remember what I have learned through this experience we call life: though we can never know the ultimate why, there are reasons along the way. Some things we can answer, and some things we have answered. I am not so blind after all, but as for being a process, in the East, things are thought of that way, sometimes. I am not a human, but rather a humaning. A process, maybe, but blind? I see enough, and I know what I know.
Raven
2:28am thursday, 29th january
I think your thoughts on life is rather
similar to that of my own. I too am
blind sometimes and tend to question
the resone of life. If you can e-mail me
I would like to hear more of what you
think of like and all there is to simply think of. Isabel89p@yahoo.com
ariel
5:00am friday, 30th january
Every one of us struggles to do the best we can to see that our most basic human needs are met, food, shelter, emotional support and all of those things that make our lives possible. Sometimes in this struggle we face disappointment and feel that life has slapped us in the face. Sometimes we feel afraid to move forward, because some of our efforts have been rewarded with pain. There are so many kinds of pain, and so many ways to experience the emotional and physical challenges that come to us in life. Yet, we are still here, seeking to find ways to meet those basic needs and to receive confirmation from our quest in life that our struggle has meaning.
The key is that we are here. We carry on. We continue to struggle, plan for the future, cope, and make decisions. We continue to live and feel all that this world has for us to experience. If you think of your own struggle, your fight to survive through the history of your own life’s experience. If you really see yourself without judgement or derision, if you see the courage you displayed in doing the best you knew how, the best you had the resources physically and emotionally for at the time, you begin to see your real worth. Your internal voice tells you to keep trying, that success is irrelevant. The voice inside of you tells you that it is your efforts to continue the struggle that is the source of your immense value. This is what has created that fountain of strength within you that through all of the ups and downs, has brought you to this moment. The voice tells you that your struggle and life have meaning, and the testimony to that is your presence.
The source of personal value lies in this, that in spite of our weakness and imperfections, we did the best we knew how. And the fact that we are still here is evidence that we found meaning in this survival. Above all else, we can honor ourselves for participating in and not giving up in the struggle of our life. For this we recognize and esteem ourselves as survivors.
Raven