Day 116d: Even when The Way feels dirty … (August 23, 2019)
And then it was time to leave, and out I strolled into the still-gathering rains to face the blaring bustle of traffic & capital, and to brave the now seemingly soot-ensconced trail …
“Pain can mask itself as a righteous companion; silently forming a barrier between you & all that is around you, even all that might well be good for you or good to you. So identify you pain, and now thank your pain – for keeping you alive in your toddlerhood, for keeping you sane in your childhood, for protecting you from the very real dangers of your adolescence. And yet there is another reason to be grateful for your pain, a reason that persist and is available to every human being until the day they pass on and die. And that is what pain does to Boldness, what pain does to Kindness, what pain does to Generosity, what pain does to Love. For all of the aforementioned are never more powerful – never more transcendent and never more transformational – than when evincing them is difficult and yet done anyway. And it is pain that makes them difficult, and it is therefore pain that makes them potent, whenever set that pain aside and continue to Care anyway. Yes, traveling with pain can slow you down & limit the distance you travel, no doubt, and yet it is just as true that traveling with pain exponentially magnifies everything you do for others while you limp along.” ~ via Sanjo Jendayi
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