Reflections...

Sure..it was dark....too dark to differentiate between black and white. It seemed like there was a war between the yin and yan and the victor had crossed over to the dark side and the higher the jump the lower one seemed to be going....wueh!!!...just seemed about right to describe the situation.

Though we perceive ourselves to be the holiest we are to blame in the same way as those we point at to blame. Feelings of loneliness among a million best friends, the nerve wrecking wait for the days to end. too proud, too angry, and aggressive in seeking retribution..seemed to be the daily order being served on the menu...though sometimes flavored with an illusion only for the taste to be just as horrible.

Then a little spark brightens up and slowly it grows brighter...The relatable songs in our hearts, good vibes with the real ones, that stern but reassuring reminder when you step back, that gentle tap on your shoulder to remind you that all will be okay or that random breakfast treat to cheer your morning...compounded with the powerful prayers from Mama..makes it worthy to rise and face the situation. The broken cracks though clearly visible begin to fill up only leaving an aura of gratitude to infiltrate and join in the march slowly lighting up the path one step at a time...and it begins to make sense again over time.