Transition
Sometimes, things happen in our lives that temporarily suspend our ability to think straight. Intoxicated upon impact, we find ourselves making unhealthy choices, moving away from who we are, compromising the values we grew up with. We end up acting on our heightened emotions with little inhibition.
And then in time, the dust settles. The shock, pain and anger dissipate. We sober up, and as our head clears, so does our perspective. We become acutely aware of the things we shouldn’t have said and done. By then, it’s too late to take back or undo them.
So the lessons come in. We look back at every move we made and lament on what we should’ve-would’ve-could’ve done instead. We think of the people we unwittingly involved. People we hurt simply because they were in the way of our tornado of feelings. People we took for granted while we were so focused on ourselves.
With those lessons come realizations. We begin to see the situation for what it is—so much less complicated and worrisome than we imagined. As our flaws and vulnerabilities get exposed, we also begin to see people for who they are—the ones merely waiting in the wings for us to fall, the ones only in it for entertainment, and the ones who love, forgive and stand by us through everything.
The sad reality is, lessons come with pain and difficulty. The beautiful truth is, they also come with hope and choice. Apart from seeking forgiveness, there are two things we can do when we make mistakes. We can wallow in self-pity, blame and regret, think ourselves small and allow ourselves to be hindered and ridiculed by fellow human beings who forget that all of us are fallible, that all of us have done things we’re not proud of.
Or we can make the choice to forgive ourselves, rise above it all and move forward. To acknowledge our mistakes, then do things differently so we don’t repeat them. To embrace the hope each day brings, wipe our slate clean and get ourselves a brand new start.
And then, when we can honestly tell ourselves that we are at peace with our past, gratitude sets in. Not just for the happy times or the people who have been good to us. Ultimately, we begin as well to appreciate the pain we once rejected, along with the persons who caused it. We realize that they have actually given us a gift: that of getting us out of our comfort zone, of leaving us forced to fight our monsters, of helping us realize great things within ourselves that we wouldn’t have discovered otherwise. We come out of it with newfound courage and wisdom, ready to once again begin.
Nothing is ever stationary or static. Even for a tree planted firmly on the ground, seasons give way to seasons. Everything has a definite time: from being abloom, its leaves shed and its flowers wilt and just when it seems resigned to staying barren for good, the time comes when its bloom is renewed—each full circle a transition from stagnation to growth. The same holds true for all of us. Each “death” we experience is a mere “passing on” to a new and more fulfilling life, if only we embrace it. :)
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Outfit details: Dress from Bangkok, maxi skirt from The Catwalk
Freshlook Illuminate one-day contact lenses from Sarabia Optical Rockwell
Hype this: Lookbook // Chictopia
