Dear human, it is already late. Where have you been? All the other flowers in the garden have already started blooming. But wait, hold on—do not despair. Do not be too quick to self-loathing, self-pity and self-hate. See this moment instead as an opportunity to see your most powerful blessing—the wisdom of knowing who you truly are at the root of all your patience and suffering. For it is in that moment when you truly know who you are can you then understand the courage it will take for you to bloom towards what you truly desire.
Be a healer. Be a shoulder for someone to cry on every once in a while. Listen to what their heart has to say and offer them your unconditional tenderness, support, and sympathy as you calmly prepare them a cup of tea. Tell them “It will eventually be okay” as you little by little restore their energy back to the serenity of love.
It’s easy to know who I am when I am at peace with my sadness.
There will always be a person who looks like a poem the earth wrote to keep you alive.
you have depression
how does your depression
she carefully asked.
‘it’s like waking up every morning
to a breaking heart,’ I carefully replied.
‘and it feels like the entire day
is already over when in fact the entire day
has only just begun.’