Working on the shattered pieces left behind
Posted 10-07-2009 at 07:08 PM by caterpillar79
I have been thinking lately at how my life had turned out. I have been broken a couple of time, on different occasions, with various reasons and situations.
Professionally, I've encountered put downs on a day-to-day basis. I strived hard to enhance my crude skills, for I knew I have the potential all along. On relationships, whether it be platonic or romantic, I have always found myself on the giving end. Why couldn't I take as much as I gave? Was it because how I was raised: it is better to give than to receive?
As I grew in age, I started to notice that the more giving I am, all the more I am taken for granted. Why can't people be fair? Or was it because of human nature - always craving for what is not, wanting which is unattainable. I fear this human tendency - I fear that I myself am doing it, or have done it to someone; and also fear that this might be done to me AGAIN!
Yet, I stop and think about how the dynamics of human relationships work. It is like a dance. It's a give and take, yet, we fail to balance - that's when the issue comes crying on our faces.
My life is composed of broken glass. As I go on, part of it shatters, whether on its own, as the wind blows on it - it is weak to withstand its force, or with someone shattering it. And now, as I look back, I can see the broken pieces being glued together little by little - a masterpiece in the making.
Almost like an oyster being intrude by a foreign matter - maybe sand - and as I try to fend off the irritant, I produce nacre. And as I go on and on with the process, soon after, a precious pearl is formed.
A new person with more promise!
Professionally, I've encountered put downs on a day-to-day basis. I strived hard to enhance my crude skills, for I knew I have the potential all along. On relationships, whether it be platonic or romantic, I have always found myself on the giving end. Why couldn't I take as much as I gave? Was it because how I was raised: it is better to give than to receive?
As I grew in age, I started to notice that the more giving I am, all the more I am taken for granted. Why can't people be fair? Or was it because of human nature - always craving for what is not, wanting which is unattainable. I fear this human tendency - I fear that I myself am doing it, or have done it to someone; and also fear that this might be done to me AGAIN!
Yet, I stop and think about how the dynamics of human relationships work. It is like a dance. It's a give and take, yet, we fail to balance - that's when the issue comes crying on our faces.
My life is composed of broken glass. As I go on, part of it shatters, whether on its own, as the wind blows on it - it is weak to withstand its force, or with someone shattering it. And now, as I look back, I can see the broken pieces being glued together little by little - a masterpiece in the making.
Almost like an oyster being intrude by a foreign matter - maybe sand - and as I try to fend off the irritant, I produce nacre. And as I go on and on with the process, soon after, a precious pearl is formed.
A new person with more promise!
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