Ha…they said I was resilient..
little do they know…

Positive intention in chaotic circumstances comes directly from the tools of strength we have in our personal toolbox. Some have a few- many do not.
The use of alcohol, drugs, sex, to mitigate situations in childhood, teen years and adulthoood gives a sense of freedom to many in our society.
This freedom is to hide- sleep — and a choice to not be present in daily life.
If we do not have a clue how to move forward how can we?
We have all learned behaviors from our friends /family. Separately, we have internal knowledge- many times surpressed. The Voice of Reason. Values.
Intuition- that quiet whisper- can both help and hurt us. It varies.
We all need to listen. We have all we need inside of ourselves, not outside.
Listen and silent have the same letters by the way.
Discernment is the key to unlock the happiness we all seek.

I am finding as I get older that all of our history, influences and beliefs are really founded on opinion. We go through life believing or disbelieving what other’s think, say and write.
We are all just walking through — taking thoughts- processing- and going on our way. Randomly moving.
Does anyone really know anything for sure?
Time is made up- calendars, rules, laws, religions, education, politics, maps, languages, letters, books, songs, money, etc…
The only exceptions I can think of at the moment are our personal spirituality, love / emotion ( and maybe weather… which we cannot yet control) — Oh yes and birth/death.
Aside from those items, most of us just plod along trying our best each day- not REALLY knowing anything. We pretend we do- but do we really?
Example : I have a Master’s in Education. Big Deal. What does that mean? It means I followed directions to a point where some people thought I succeeded in their expectations of me. It is a piece of paper- came from a tree- signifying an opinion of others.
I know some history, grammar, format etc…how to write, speak, communicate- and it is all things other’s made up. Fake. Transparent actually.
What I do know and am daily trying to get a handle on is …my spirituality.
My sense of physical in relation to what I know in my heart is unseen.
That is all I know. Soul-innate knowing. It is very deep and very different.

I never preach. If I were to preach — it would be to instill in all that no one is better or worse than you.
We all are just trying to find our way in a world of chaos and confusion. We all have the knowing inside.
We all bleed red.
That being said- I do not know that I am resilient. I do know that I exist. Through the joys and pains of life I call upon my inner core to try to make sense of things that make no sense on this planet. It is a very simple task and a bit complex at the same time. It takes critical thinking and patience with self.
The joyful tears and painful weeping is one and the same.
It reveals emotion.
We are just a mass of cells in a physical body for a limited time on this planet.
We are all the same actually.
Our commonality is our true spirit sense is all.
That is just the way I see it.
Maybe that is why I have very few that understand me.
