There have been some events of late that have caused enough stress in my life to really mungle my mellowosity. Stressful situations are not always unwelcome, because I have learned, and am still learning, that a diamond cannot be created without extreme pressure for a long time. While I don’t claim to be a diamond, I do rather think I have some value.
Enduring is much like trying to walk into an avalanche. The things beyond your control will pound the zlop out of you while you attempt to tungle on toward your goal. It’s the job of the avalanche to either stop you, test your ingenuity of resiliency, or alter the landscape with several of your broken bones to up the ante of your goal.
Never fear though, we’re not promised a jaunt in the jungle while we’re buntering about this place.
I won’t and don’t claim to have the answers as yet while the lanche is still pouring down, but thus far the journey continues. Perhaps a bit slower than I’d like, but the goal still glows and draws me forward.
Meanwhile……..I look more like this:
