Words of Wisdom and Joy
Dec. 19th, 2008 07:03 amThings have been rough all over lately. Folks on my friends list have been having awful struggles, and I've been none too cheery myself lately.
I read the following on
transfiguration's journal, and thought that it merited repeating. After outlining just how tough things have been recently for herself and many of those around her, she wrote the following:
So. Everybody. Do it for me, do it for yourselves, do it for the people who love you best and want to see you make it to January in one joyful piece.
Change your luck.
Do it in whatever way makes sense to you. Make a perfect cup of tea and revel in the bliss of that for a moment. Take a moment to be grateful for the fact that, even though things are tight, you still are getting by. Snuggle your loved ones, your animals, your Complete Works of Shakespeare, whatever you adore and is in reach, and hold onto it. Hold it like a star before you and let it guide you for a little while--it, and not the weary hours and the fretting and the cracks. The cracks were ever there, and ever shall be, and the cracks are not the point anyway. (The wise man said, there is a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in.)
As for me, I think there's a perfect platinum watch fob out there somewhere, and I still have my hair.
And God/dess bless us, everyone!
I read the following on
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So. Everybody. Do it for me, do it for yourselves, do it for the people who love you best and want to see you make it to January in one joyful piece.
Change your luck.
Do it in whatever way makes sense to you. Make a perfect cup of tea and revel in the bliss of that for a moment. Take a moment to be grateful for the fact that, even though things are tight, you still are getting by. Snuggle your loved ones, your animals, your Complete Works of Shakespeare, whatever you adore and is in reach, and hold onto it. Hold it like a star before you and let it guide you for a little while--it, and not the weary hours and the fretting and the cracks. The cracks were ever there, and ever shall be, and the cracks are not the point anyway. (The wise man said, there is a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in.)
As for me, I think there's a perfect platinum watch fob out there somewhere, and I still have my hair.
And God/dess bless us, everyone!