The cold, the weary, the broken hearted. The cold is isolation, feeling alone and small. The weary is disconnection. The “I’m too tired” to care anymore. The broken hearted, well, That’s everything isn’t it.
Sometimes even a guarded heart’s walls come crashing down, get beaten down, trodden over by life’s offenses.
Cry, scream if you must, let it out. Feel what must be felt, allow this confrontation the wiggle room to weed itself out so it does not settle in.
Yes, there are many different hue’s to this hearts pain. Some run deeper than others but the processes are always the same.
First the offense. Second the defense. This game has been played so many times.
Come on out, sit on the bench. You’ve played well and given it all you’ve got, come, sit on the bench and rest awhile. Stay out here, you are not going to hideout in the locker room, this game is not finished.
Did you hear that? Your angels, your ancestors, they cheer for you. Let us help shoulder this heartbreak they say, just ask they say.
Like the wrinkle etched on your face, the veins on the backs of your hands, these moments define you. These moments are meant to push you out of your place of comfort for life is not meant to be lived in a place of complacency. You are here to learn, to love, to grow.
Pay attention now, coach just called your name. Shrug off that blanket, your team needs you back in the game.
Did you hear that? The cheering. Did you feel that? The love, the support. It’s all there. It has always been there.
Get in there, play hard, get your hands dirty. Like Joe says, life is a game. A very important game. Get in there and play it.
Channeled message from Thalia Roosevelt. I asked Thalia if she knew of heartbreak, she said; “Enough to last 1,000 lives.” I said, I’m sorry. Thalia said; “It was all necessary for my understanding. How do I offer assistance on the earthly realm if I do not know what it is they feel. How would I know such compassion if I myself had not felt of pain and loss and despair.” Thank You Thalia.