Most parents, when they see children not terrorized by the things that terrorize them, they work very hard until they’ve finally got you terrorized. They teach you those irrational fears. Well-meaning, but they do just the same.

 

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I’m reminded of a quote coming from the movie The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel:

Everything will be all right in the end. If it’s not all right, it is not yet the end.  

 

As children we understand this.  As MOST children become adults this and thoughts like this are beaten out of us by are well meaning parents and by society.  I don’t like the word terrorize as it signifies a conscious effort on the part of the one doing the terrorizing.  I don’t believe MOST parents CONSCIOUSLY terrorizes positive thoughts out of their children.  They are just doing what they were taught by their OWN parents. Simply  a vicious circle.

Someone has to stop the reverberation, the echo, the circle.

 

I choose to see the positive.
I choose to see that everything WILL be alright in the end.  That shouldn’t surprise anyone reading Wisdom and Life however.  My life wasn’t easy.

I could very well have gone down the pity path.
I could very well have become angry, depressed, and locked myself away.

I saw what that life could do and I was not going to follow that road.

I chose to see life as miraculous.
I chose to see life as a gift.

 

No one influenced me to see life as terrorizing.  Too much has happened in my life not to see the gift it has presented to me.  Sure!  I’ve experienced challenges.  Challenges I wouldn’t want my worst enemy to see.  But those challenges have made me the person I am today.

 

I’ve had experiences terrorize me.
I’ve had life do its best to terrorize me.
I’ve had people do their best to terrorize me.

 

Ya know what?
It hasn’t worked.  Experiences can undermine me.  Life can undermine me.  People can undermine me. I see all these things that have happened in my life and I see the gift in the experience.

 

Call me a fool.
Call me an optimist.
Call me too trusting.

But I see the miracle behind the curtain.
I see the positive in the negative.
I see the magic in the moonlight.

 

Life is full of miracles.  We only have part the invisible curtain to find it.  Do you know where that curtain is?  And if you found it would you be able to see the miracle yourself?  Or have you been so terrorized as you were growing up to NOT see life as the blessing that it is?

Be Happy!  Be Well!  Be Positive!
Blessings to you.

Chris

 

Once you realize that life is eternal,
That our souls our eternal,
That we return to light and physical over and over;

 

We then lose all our distress
We then lose all our fear of dying.  For there truly is no end.

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