We are exactly the same. We are individual pieces of a scattered puzzle and we are just a little lost down here. We are all desperate for reunion and we are trying to find it in all the wrong places. We use bodies and drugs and food to try to end our loneliness, because we don’t understand that we’re lonely down here because we are supposed to be lonely. Because we’re in pieces. To be human is to be incomplete and constantly yearning for reunion. Some reunions just require a long, kind patience.
I consider the possibility that I’ve been right and wrong my whole life. I was right to want to be beautiful and sexy; I was just wrong to have accepted someone else’s idea of what those words mean. It strikes me that I need to throw out the dictionary the world gave me about what it means to be a mother, a wife, a person of faith and a woman and write my own. I’ve finally unlearned enough. I have unbecome, and I am ready to begin again.
“So even if the hot loneliness is there, and for 1.6 seconds we sit with that restlessness when yesterday we couldn’t sit for even one, that’s the journey of the warrior.”
~from “When Things Fall Apart” by Pena Chodron
”Words are the light I’ll use to light my path. This is no disaster. This is simply a crisis. I will let myself be a child at the beach who digs in the sand and lifts her sieve out in front of her, watching the sand fall away and hoping that treasure will be left.”
~ Glennon Doyle Melton
“You have to do everything you can, you have to work your hardest, and if you do, you have a shot at a silver lining.”
– Silver Linings Playbook
“The only thing keeping you from being happy is your belief that you’re alone.”
~ Mad Men, Season 2; Episode 12
“If you have to choose one idea from your religion to hang your hat on, let it be one that requires *you* to change, not one that requires *others* to change.”
–Glennon Doyle Melton