We don't have to be perfect. We don't have to say we've moved on, let go completely, will never think of him/her/it/that/those days/last year/etc ever again.
If we do, and we get sad, if we cry, if we stay in bed a while. It's okay.
What's important is that we know how to not get stuck there. Get sad, think about him, cry. But in a while, return to the present - and dance. After all, it is a part of us. It exists, no reason to ignore it. We can't pretend it has gone away or disappeared. Whether we like it or not, it's there, it's very there. It's a part of us no matter what. It's a branch. We. Have. Baggage. That's fine. That's usual. That's part of us. That's part of life. Experiences. And what they leave behind. What they make of us. Appreciate whatever it has left behind - even the difficult leftovers. For everyone difficult leftover there's a beautiful one too. Afterall you wouldn't be where you are now if something before hadn't happened.
The crap allows for the good stuff to grow.
But make yourself happy when you can; when you're in the present, enjoy it :-) Work out, do yoga, eat chipotle. Whatever it is. Dance. Smile. Laugh. Roll in the grass. Do it.
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
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