I have trouble with the idea that the brain is this infinite locket of space and understanding. We were fearfully and wonderfully made, and it is a masterpiece, don't discount. BUT, I hate the fact that we so often need to "make room" for other things. Other feelings.
I've done a bit of that. Really I think it's much more rearranging than getting rid of things in order to replace them.
Keeping that preference in mind (that it's more of a rearranging, than forgetting in order to let something else in)...then, yes.
we are fearfully and wonderfully made. And I'd like to welcome the new addition to my crowded house. It's been awhile since everything has felt this right.
Saturday, August 13, 2011
Bones
I work in a very casual corporate type of environment. We have a handbook because our HR company makes us, and the whole content of it is a bit of a joke. For example, you get 10 days paid vacation if you donate bone marrow. Really? Who does that? It's extremely painful.
I read an article about a 19 year old girl who donated her bone marrow to an 8 year old and saved her life. She was a part of a program where you could sign up as a donor, and if your cells match, you could be called at anytime in for surgery. Truly inspiring. Truly, a painful process.
Looking at this in the scope of life as I so love to do, how often do we have to let go of a piece of ourself, to better something else?
Sometimes, saying goodbye to a very deeply rooted, core piece of who you are and what makes up your entire structure, despite how rivetingly painful and entirely consuming, is in actuality, a necessary step to save another piece, or at least help it.
There are so many metaphors one can utilize to view life in this light...without the rain the flowers won't grow. Without the rain there is no rainbow. No pain, no gain.
Without ever having seen flowers before, or without your eye on a prize to make that pain worthwhile, the pain simply doesn't seem worthwhile. And thus, I am reminding you, and me.
I read an article about a 19 year old girl who donated her bone marrow to an 8 year old and saved her life. She was a part of a program where you could sign up as a donor, and if your cells match, you could be called at anytime in for surgery. Truly inspiring. Truly, a painful process.
Looking at this in the scope of life as I so love to do, how often do we have to let go of a piece of ourself, to better something else?
Sometimes, saying goodbye to a very deeply rooted, core piece of who you are and what makes up your entire structure, despite how rivetingly painful and entirely consuming, is in actuality, a necessary step to save another piece, or at least help it.
There are so many metaphors one can utilize to view life in this light...without the rain the flowers won't grow. Without the rain there is no rainbow. No pain, no gain.
Without ever having seen flowers before, or without your eye on a prize to make that pain worthwhile, the pain simply doesn't seem worthwhile. And thus, I am reminding you, and me.
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