One always has to know when a stage comes to an end. If we insist on staying longer than the necessary time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the other stages we have to go through. Closing cycles, shutting doors, ending chapters - whatever name we give it, what matters is to leave in the past the moments of life that have finished.
Did you lose your job? Has a loving relationship come to an end? Did you leave your parents' house? Gone to live abroad? Has a long-lasting friendship ended all of a sudden? You can spend a long time wondering why this has happened. You can tell yourself you won't take another step until you find out why certain things that were so important and so solid in your life have turned into dust, just like that. But such an attitude will be awfully stressing for everyone involved: your parents, your husband or wife, your friends, your children, your sister, everyone will be finishing chapters, turning over new leaves, getting on with life, and they will all feel bad seeing you at a standstill. None of us can be in the present and the past at the same time, not even when we try to understand the things that happen to us. What has passed will not return: we cannot for ever be children, late adolescents, sons that feel guilt or rancor towards our parents, lovers who day and night relive an affair with someone who has gone away and has not the least intention of coming back. Things pass, and the best we can do is to let them really go away. That is why it is so important (however painful it may be) to destroy souvenirs, move, give lots of things away to orphanages, sell or donate the books you have at home. Everything in this visible world is a manifestation of the invisible world, of what is going on in our hearts and getting rid of certain memories also means making some room for other memories to take their place.
...a few hours ago, reading A Little Tale from Nino, posted August last year at paulocoelhoblog.com, classified under The Most Beautiful Story :)
Once upon a time all human senses gathered together.
Madness said: let’s play hide and seek… and they started playing it.
The truth did not hide saying they will find me anyway,
The Lie hid on the rainbow,
The Reality hid in the ocean,
The Laziness hid in the closest place,
The Freedom hid upon the breeze,
The Kindness was letting the places to others for a long time,
the Faith hid in the sky,
all the places were the love went were engaged…soon it found a beautiful rose bush and hid there.
The madness started seeking the hidden senses, it found all of them except The Love… soon it moved aside the rose bush and heard a scream…It seemed that Love had cut its eyes out on thorns and gone blind.
Since then the Madness is carrying the blind love hand-in-hand.
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