I
encountered the black hole. I tried
ignoring it but it was too big and too shockingly black not to notice. I tried
walking around it, but it sucked in all the progress I have made. I attempted
walking right through to come out at the other end but it spat me out, having
awarded me a couple of bruises on top. Now all that I have left is to sit right
in front of it and patiently wait till it dissolves. And in the mean time to
heal all that it shattered inside of me along with the damage done by other, smaller
black holes in my past. And once I do enough healing, and grow enough energy to
attack and this time take over it, I will get up and give it my best, most
determined attempt. And I will see that the black hole is gone like it was
never there, and in its place there's a light-filled doorway through which I
effortlessly walk in ...
Maybe these
black holes appear on our way so as to prevent as from getting into the wrong
realm? What if at this given period in life there's no single right option but
a multitude of really bad ones, and we are better off stuck in the moment than
get too deep and too far along the wrong path? And there's no gentle way to
tell us to wait it out, till the sun spins the right number of times, until
it's safe to proceed? Or maybe the answer is in the timing and then it's key to
develop enough intuition to know with absolute clarity when the right moment
comes to take the next step.
Until then I
give my black hole one last look, suppressing my anger, paying my respects. And
then I turn away from it and turn inward. It looks like I have work to do.
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