What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
At yoga today, Michele was out and Libby was in – she’s awesome in her own way. She said the theme of the month has been about Radha and Krishna, the divine love and about how enlightenment is seeing yourself in others much like Hemon spoke about in his Lazarus Project narrative. More importantly the talk was about how the very struggles that we go through make us who we are and we couldn’t be that without having walked through the whirling blades of life.
I came to this conclusion a while back when I realized that my parents, as flawed as they might have been, made me who I am today and I wouldn’t be me if they were not them and since I do love myself, I must love who they were to make me and forgive them their inadequacies.
Similarly, I have forgiven my own trespasses as they brought me to a higher level on the wrung of life – one I wouldn’t have gotten to on the path I was so determined to stay on. Had I not done this, then I would not be here, I would not be with Tatjana, I would not have Tin, I would not see the bayou outside my window each morning. Since I love my life, I must love all that got me here.
Metamorphosis – What’s happened to me? (Kafka)