“A lot of times we find ourselves in the midst of a whirling storm of hurt, and no matter how hard we try to think positively about it, we just can’t, because some feelings hurt especially if we allow ourselves to feel in the first place.
Why can’t there be a gate to block these feelings out?
Simply because they emerge from deep within.
Then why can’t there be a hole where these feelings can be buried in and never be seen again?
Simply because we are human.
So what is it that some people do to deal with the situation? Some sink deep into themselves, wrap themselves in their own world, like a snail curling up inside its shell, and try to nurture their hurt, and balm their pain in hopes of feeling better. Maybe they try to distract themselves but things keep on happening that reminds them of their pain, and it’s like trying to climb out of a hole; the harder they try to climb out, the deeper they sink in.
But then something happens.
A door squeaks open in the dark.
Light slants in.
In the form of a person, or a voice, or a dream, or words drawn in the middle of the air…
Something always happens.
And from a child’s laughter, joy crosses over if they learn to listen. On endless green fields, gratitude fills voids if they learn to forgive. In the driver’s seat, a scene starts a smile if they learn to watch. On the back of a horse, control is restored if they learn to trust. A seed grows into a plant, if they learn to be patient. In the middle of a forest’s clearing, their breath is taken away, if they learn to look up. And on a boat at sea, peace engulfs them if they learn to believe.
And that’s the definition of hope.” – Excerpt from “Whispers From A Brother”- another fiction piece I was supposed to be working on