"I beg you...to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Do not search for the answers, which could not be given you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer." -Rainer Maria Rilke
last night was one of those nights where i needed to embrace the whispering, the deception, the lies by omission.. and then just sleep on it in order to be silent. (note: i am not very good at silence.) but i am learning that in my few years, twentyfive has definitely been my hardest yet; a fine line of protecting myself and dancing with vulnerability. and can i just say: i hate this fine line, i hate the questions, and i hate that this is about me.
these are growing pains, for sure.
Monday, June 21, 2010
i hate the questions, in this very moment.
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Louise Erdrich's The Painted Drum:
"Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself that you tasted as many as you could."
proud of you. sometimes, the questions just suck.
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