In the House
The fog is so heavy tonight I wish it would spill over into rain. That would be lovely. And I wish the fire was lit up into a glow, possibly with the aid of mass amounts of lighter fluid. And House, oh House, if only a beloved link would suddenly appear on Sidereel :) that would be fantastic.
Familiar footsteps come up the stairs and the peaceful solitude leaves behind you. But it’s okay. The day I had and kept with me, is overshadowed by angst and worries that don’t belong to me. I’d do anything to make it better, but it seems like nothing I say ever seems to do very much. Words and advice fall flat because they are echoes of the words I’ve given many times before, times just like these when the anxiety returns. Love will come. Don’t lose hope on something just because it doesn’t follow orders. Such a pretty face, but so much of the time filled with doubt. The house seems darker, the curtains hide more worries. Don’t think like this, it’s not worth it. I’d rather hear everything you have to tell me, than pretend not to hear at all. The truth is dear, and so are even the difficulties that spin a mind. It’s all better to release. Forgive the worries, forgive the pain. Have patience, and be kind to yourself. Don’t forget to remember that this is one day out of many. Put on your blue fuzzy slippers and ease into the love that we all see.
Familiar footsteps come up the stairs and the peaceful solitude leaves behind you. But it’s okay. The day I had and kept with me, is overshadowed by angst and worries that don’t belong to me. I’d do anything to make it better, but it seems like nothing I say ever seems to do very much. Words and advice fall flat because they are echoes of the words I’ve given many times before, times just like these when the anxiety returns. Love will come. Don’t lose hope on something just because it doesn’t follow orders. Such a pretty face, but so much of the time filled with doubt. The house seems darker, the curtains hide more worries. Don’t think like this, it’s not worth it. I’d rather hear everything you have to tell me, than pretend not to hear at all. The truth is dear, and so are even the difficulties that spin a mind. It’s all better to release. Forgive the worries, forgive the pain. Have patience, and be kind to yourself. Don’t forget to remember that this is one day out of many. Put on your blue fuzzy slippers and ease into the love that we all see.
posted by Integrity at 9:56 PM
4 Comments:
You seem to have very mysterious problems lol. But it seems as though u take on the responsibility of others' problems. You want to help, and I know all to well how advice tends to fall upon deaf ears. But take comfort in knowing that another soul has opened up to in and let you in. Even if words dont solve anything, and logic fails, there is something about just talking about a problem that relieves some of the disarray.
but alas, this is life. there will always be obstacles, but it is better to face them then let them chase you.
Haha I feel that when the day goes on longer the more philosophical the mind wants to become. what do you think?
Mysterious problems? maybe, what makes you say that? :P
You are very right! You are very wise, really. I think obstacles react much like water. They come in waves, and as long as there's a moon to move the tide and a life to swim in it, there will be obstacles. But I've been learning about this my whole life, as we all have, and I think in moderation, obstacles can be exciting. It's never fun while they are happening, and when they drag you underwater there is an overwhelming sense of fear and all you can think about is that wave and what it will do to your life... but then, it's over! Suddenly the squall subsides and you are there in a tranquil sea. You can try to breathe again...and surprise, you did it! We're resilient creatures, and stronger than we give ourselves credit. Our life has meaning and we try to understand it as best we can. So, problems are frustrating, but without them we'd only be swimming in a puddle on the side of the road. And how alive could that really be? At least we know for sure that the tide comes but it also leaves us be. As weird and scary as a moment may be, another warm and soothing one will catch us soon.
A warm soul is just what I crave, and mine is also opened to give that same comfort. I think this is the ideal... It's the natural state we look for, this exchange, this goodness.
I say mysterious because what say tends to be very ambiguous :) not that thats bad.
Oh yes. I am the queen of ambiguity, but then again blog writing tends to lend itself to that kind of writing. everyone has fake names and such... It's less like a journal and more for free associating. silly non-sense making blogs :P They really do make little sense, but still fun to write in.
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