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Into the Light (Poem)

In earthy darkness ever so deep, Pressures confounding me as I feel myself weep, Like rain, Tears flowing over, As the shell of my heart being so hard begins to feel exposure. Moving upward and out of the bleak cold, Trying to break free of the soil that seems like a cast iron mold. Reaching the ceiling through earthly crust I push, Tempted to relent … Continue reading Into the Light (Poem)

iamchrisgoodeAugust 3, 2021August 4, 2021Leave a comment

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In the past I naively hoped for a life free from pain and what I failed to realize was that pain was simply a fact of life. It was my response to pain that either increased or decreased my suffering. Pain can become a tool of refinement if we work with it instead of against it, improving our character and the way in which we move through the world. 🔥 Our character is developed through consistent action. We become what we repeatedly do. The comforts that are afforded to us by modern technology and society can weaken us if we aren’t careful. Rather than being responsive we become reactive because we’re conditioned to get things instantly. Courage isn’t action in the absence of fear, but rather action in the midst of it. It’s the moving through discomfort, the unknown, and uncertainty. Aristotle went as far as to say it’s the “mother of all virtues”. If faith projects something into the unknown, then courage is the light that seeks to find it out or actualize it. 🔥 We don’t choose when it rains, but we can choose what to do with the water. Christmas Eve has become somewhat of a solemn and sacred time for me because it was the day my beautiful, kind, and compassionate mother passed from this world. It's been 9 years since that day and I'm grateful to be at peace with it now. I know everyone in some way, shape, or form experiences pain and loss. These emotions can feel like they cut us to our core. 🙏🏻❤️ It’s in the possibility of experiencing pain that we experience the reality of love. This is why heartbreak, abandonment, and betrayals are so painful. We were vulnerable to another in various ways and that vulnerability leaves us exposed to the reality of pain. However, on the other side of that is the experiencing of the safety and protection of another despite being open, exposed, and vulnerable to the possibility of pain. There’s a risk in love, which I’ve mentioned, but there’s an immense reward that’s transformational and healing. ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🔥 Meditation has served me much like a lifeguard would when one is enjoying the waters of a beachfront. My practice over the years has evolved and changed, but one thing is certain, if there has been a single defining habit that has improved the quality of my wellbeing and life outside of exercise, it's meditation. Within ancient spiritual practices, meditation has long stood the test of time as a means of increasing the sense of inner peace through strengthening one's ability to be more accepting and still, especially in the face of discomfort. ❤️‍🔥 This is yet another insight I gained that night during my trip in Vegas (pun intended 😂). For those of you who are just now joining in on the conversation, I encourage you to check out my last two posts for more context on the matter. At some point towards the end of my experience prior to going to bed, I had these words bubble up inside. It was reassuring at the moment because I thought to myself that finally I was free. Set free from the tight grip of melancholy, liberated from the shackles of self-hatred, and absolved from the darkness of depression. What was interesting, as I plan on explaining here soon in future posts, was that the most difficult experience I've ever personally endured was about to come. 😳 You probably wouldn't think much of this picture aside from the epic unintentional mullet that was developing on my head, but what if I were to tell you that this was the night of one of the most profound experiences of my life? I want to preface this with a few facts. One, I'm not a doctor or a psychiatrist. Two, I don't condone the use of illegal substances. Lastly, I was desparate, and for me I felt like this was my only option (which was far from the case) of delivering myself from severe clinical depression.

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