When the hurt becomes too much to bear, what then?
There are times in life when you’ve just been hurt too much. You need to love, but the pain of loving is just too much to bear. What then?
Standing on the precipice looking out over the valley, the need to know how it feels to fly is bigger than the need to stay grounded. Flight is love. The greater existence of self in a world of many may suffice on some level, but the time to know yourself and one other has passed. You must fly.
The glory of one more sunrise alone may not be your dream, but it is your reality. When you’ve been burned one time too many…
The amazing brilliance of sunsets too big to absorb alone may overwhelm you, yet there’s no one to share. Absolutely none can see the magnificence with you, because you’re standing alone.
Those who have impacted your life can’t feel you now.
The reality of that solo flight isn’t loneliness. The reality is the gift you’re given, the appeal of living outside the ring of secure numbers, your ability to strike out alone and survive. Sustenance isn’t always a result of many, but on those rare occasions when you’re able to ‘go it alone’ it is the value of one.
The take off may be rough, the muck and the waters of life will pull you down. But once you’re airborne, you’ll soar to new heights, never before seen from land and never seen by anyone but you. The thrill of the flight will not be the sharing of the heights at which you soar, but rather the knowledge that you’re the only one who has experienced this view.
When you’ve been burned one too many times…
Take time to know yourself.
Take time to fly solo, enjoy the view and love the life you’ve been given.
Take time to heal. Time to awaken the life within you. Time to be alone.
The realization that you can BE alone and not be lonely comes only after you’ve experienced the joy of flying solo long enough to find the view best suited to you.
Once you’ve found it… you’ll have more to share.