I realized something this week. Something important and maybe some of you need to hear it 🤗
I have been going through a tough time.
It has been several life challenges since my mother's death.
So many challenges.
I looked around and I did not find some of the people I have extended my heart to.
They were and are not there for me.
But I realized something reflecting on this.
I do not truly regret being there for others.
It is better to think of giving like a river, it does not have to waste its gaze upon the lands that forgot its kindness.
When it needs, it turns instead toward the mountains from which it was born.
The people, the reasons, the causes that made such kindness possible to begin with.
The soldier who sheltered me from the sight of his squad to protect me as a kid.
My grandfather who taught me everything I know about agriculture.
My grandmother and her delicious bakeries.
My Daren and the many ways they embrace me.
My Sirin, my Ibahnini..
The many mountains, the skies, the winds, the rain that will without a doubt come one day.. that's where I should turn my sight.
The passing boats that vanished beyond the horizon? They are meant to vanish. They need the water.
what I need are the hidden springs that fed me without praise.
Gratitude , needs, wants must flow upstream, not seek out their reasons downstream.
Consequences are restless and forgetful, while causes remain more faithful in their giving. They are behind, above, within the origins that continue to pour into our being even when the world below drinks and walks away without turning back.
I rather continue being a cause.
It has been several life challenges since my mother's death.
So many challenges.
I looked around and I did not find some of the people I have extended my heart to.
They were and are not there for me.
But I realized something reflecting on this.
I do not truly regret being there for others.
It is better to think of giving like a river, it does not have to waste its gaze upon the lands that forgot its kindness.
When it needs, it turns instead toward the mountains from which it was born.
The people, the reasons, the causes that made such kindness possible to begin with.
The soldier who sheltered me from the sight of his squad to protect me as a kid.
My grandfather who taught me everything I know about agriculture.
My grandmother and her delicious bakeries.
My Daren and the many ways they embrace me.
My Sirin, my Ibahnini..
The many mountains, the skies, the winds, the rain that will without a doubt come one day.. that's where I should turn my sight.
The passing boats that vanished beyond the horizon? They are meant to vanish. They need the water.
what I need are the hidden springs that fed me without praise.
Gratitude , needs, wants must flow upstream, not seek out their reasons downstream.
Consequences are restless and forgetful, while causes remain more faithful in their giving. They are behind, above, within the origins that continue to pour into our being even when the world below drinks and walks away without turning back.
I rather continue being a cause.
