The Support of the Universe
Today feels quiet in a different way. Not because there is nothing to do, but because a hope is once again postponed. At this stage of life, I begin to understand something that is difficult to accept, not everything we carefully prepare happens exactly when we want it to. I am someone who tends to be stubborn. I force situations, push beyond my own limits, believing that results will follow effort. But reality does not always work that way. There are things that, no matter how hard I push, simply do not move. And when that happens, what remains is not just exhaustion, but also a sense of emptiness, as if all efforts amount to nothing. Today is supposes to be important. A step I have prepare for. I do everything I can, arrange everything within my control. Yet still, there are small obstacles. Things beyond my power, things I cannot stop or fight. In the past, I become angry. Or I force myself to move forward despite the circumstances. But now, I choose to pause… and accept. That does ...