Not The Perfect One

It wasn’t the perfect one, but sure it was the one I cherish. What do you, then, when something that you thought was going right well on track turns out to be nothing but futile and pointless? Turn back and take a look on what has happened? Or move forward? Neither one’s my option at the time.

I don’t have much to say. Perhaps, it was one moment when I realize that nothing in life seems to be the way they do. Nevertheless, some things ought to stay the way they are no matter what happens. Friendship is one thing.

Was that moment anticipated? I never thought of that before. If there’s one thing that I wish would never happen, it’s hearing that one thing that I refused to perceive as true is in fact, a reality. Worse is hearing that confirmation directly. Well, I should say not directly but almost, partly. Hearing it on behalf of someone who, as I think, is expecting that strong answer as well was a heck. I didn’t hear much, but sure it hit me straight, and painfully. Thoughts came crashing in no matter how strong I resisted to process it all.

It happened several days ago. I am currently in the middle of thinking things over. However, in the process of pondering on what I should do comes, yet, a question that can take me as far as hurting my emotions… or worse, losing my sensitivity and tolerating hate. Is contemplating things over, taking note of the circumstances, worth something of value to me?

I have done everything, except for one thing. That is to express what I have in mind. Circumstances didn’t permit, blurting it out at this time won’t do anything, perhaps it could even make things complicated. Although I am not sure of what I feel right now, I’ll just let things go their way. But one thing is for sure, there’s no hate involved. Not at the moment. Maybe later.

It wasn’t the perfect one, but sure it was the one I’ll cherish.

Where Do We Go From Here?.

It is when we find ourselves in the most unusual of circumstances that we realize the importance of direction. We keep moving, walking, running… but no matter how sure we are of where we’re heading there suddenly comes a point in our lives that a sign in the road appears and asks us to stop. It is rather confusing and most often than not, it takes its toll on us in different ways, and the consequences, as for different people, appear either as for the better or for nothing. It is in this situation that we begin to call for the necessity of choosing what the human heart radiates over what the rational mind dictates.

Whether you’re speeding thru the fast lane or walking gently under the moonlight, it doesn’t matter what you’re up to. A wrong choice, no matter how sensible the options are, still isn’t right and the consequences are inevitable. Out of nowhere, that road sign suddenly forces you hit the brakes and sit back. Walking your way slowly doesn’t put you on the safe side either. Reality is, actually, bigger than life itself, and for the most part, we lose track of the real sense of the journey.

When we hit the road on the way to our journey and the stop sign suddenly appears, it is there for a reason: to test our sense of direction. For some people, there comes the realization of it all. They either take a detour or still go straight ahead, depending on their sense of direction. Still for other people, going sideways, to the left or to right, may appear to be the better option. At first, it does matter where you’re going. After the stop sign, it matters more where you are headed. There’s the slightest difference.

That difference comes from the realization of the sudden stop, and this is its purpose. When we start our journey, we know where we are going because it’s where we wanted to go. After meeting that stop sign, the opportunity is indeed alive again. It’s either you learn something from it or you got nothing out of it. The unfortunate part is only a few people do learn their sense of direction from the stop sign. They are the ones who continue their journey knowing the sense of direction that one must go not where he wanted to but to where he should be headed. Now, we ask the question, where are we headed? Where we are headed should be that place where we are supposed to be a better person, with much more to offer.

A key note: Our sense of direction is not learned through a compass or road maps. Having our sense of direction is to learning to be sensitive to our surroundings and acting with the guidance of the human heart, not the rational, mundane mind.