“I treasure all of the experiences I’ve had in my life.”
Well, that’s what the quote of the day from Wayne Dyer said. I have a box of his “Inner Peace Cards” that I look at every morning and leave in front of the computer, so I have daily positive affirmations.
Are you at peace in life now?
It doesn’t make me happy that my brother passed away, that I have battled debilitating depression, anxiety, and all the rest of the trials that have occurred, but man, I sure am getting stronger because of it all.
I realize I would not be in this exact place of inner ease and peace if I hadn’t battled through to get here. Sure, I still have to set the tone of the day every morning, breathe and know it’s going to be a great day. I’m healthy and surrounded by good people who actually care about me, so far from folks I’ve tried to help who only hurt me and used me. Oh well, now I have a better way to read things and people, an awareness I never had.
Wayne Dyer also wrote that “Each experience in your life was absolutely necessary in order to have gotten you to the next place, and the next, up until this very moment.”
One different move, and no telling where I’d be writing this from, if I would be writing at all. As my dachshund, Lex, snores next to me as I type, I realize I’m grateful for well…all of it.
My brother passed, but he’s in Heaven now, not sick or in pain.
I was used and abused (verbally, not physically) by folks who never cared about me. I was at such a low in my life and didn’t care about anything or how I was being treated. But again, awareness became of it all.
I made a move away from what I had known for twenty years. But I was dead inside there without Coby. So alone. But I made it through, and I don’t look back. I’m really “home” now.
I could go on and on about problems, issues, addictions, disorders, etc. that I’ve experienced, but I can write about them some other time.
I guess the point I’m trying to reach is this…I made it. Light at the end of the tunnel? Of course. But there are still more tunnels. I plan to hang on through the darkness in a different way from now on though. Enjoy this ride.
I used to say, “The wrong kid died,” because my brother loved living. I would catch him staring up at the sky from outside our house at the beach. “Coby, what are you doing?” I would ask.
“Isn’t it beautiful?” my best friend would answer, loving every moment of this existence because he knew he would only be here for a short time.
He always said, “Make It Count,” and that is exactly what he did.
It is exactly what I’m going to do.
Contact me, I’d love to talk to you about anything you are going through. Let’s get to that point where we can say we treasured every moment of this wild ride they call life.
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