HELLO READERS
Fate or Fortune deals the cards of life, and she doesn’t always play fair. Many times, we are not even aware of how tightly we grip our certitude. We are survival oriented creatures which is why we value predictability so much and fight against change. Uncertainties and fear of the unknown can develop beliefs that cripple us because we have no control or power over them. Unhappiness and sourness results from high expectations not being met, or just wanting too much. An unexpected gust of wind can throw our plans off course sending us into a tailspin of confusion. Some things are destined for us whilst others are not. It’s the filter we run our minds through that can often cause the most problems and misunderstandings.
You are at your most powerful when you are most silent. People never expect silence, they expect words, motion, action, defence, offense, pacing back and forth, sleepless nights, no respite and constant drama. They expect to leap into the fray, ready, fists up, words hanging and leaping from out of their mouths, but definitely not silence because it throws them off course. It destabilises them into making mistakes and serious errors of judgment because they want you to interact, interfere and surrender to their demands. If you are going to say what you want to say, you are going to probably hear what you don’t want to hear. If certain people could see us as we really are, they would be more than a little amazed because they made the mistake of underestimating us. They are unable to read us in a true light and misapprehend us for all kinds of pathetic reasons without realising why. When you stop expecting people to be perfect, you can like them for who they really are. Reality rarely lives up to our expectations, which is why we are so often disappointed. You either believe something will miraculously happen, or that you will get something you badly want. Sometimes you won’t get either. We tend to live in a constant cycle of anxiety and uncertainty which leads to overthinking and imagining the worst case scenarios, followed by anticipation, apprehension or a dread of the unknown, whichever comes first. We delude ourselves into believing that once we are in the possession of the golden chalice containing the elixir of life, that only then shall we be happy with our utopia. Inner contentment does not come easily because we can only find it within ourselves. In some instances, it’s better to lower your expectations because some people will never deliver their promises. If you spend your life fixated on what everyone else thinks of you, you could forget who you really are and become lost and forgotten. What if the face you showed the world turned out to be a mask with nothing beneath it? In certain cases, this happens with certain people and then the truth is exposed.
Expectations are like fine pottery. The harder you hold them, the more likely they are to crack and splinter into millions of fragments. You can’t expect everyone to have the same dedication as you, but the people who belong in your life always will remain. They will find a way to walk beside you, and nothing in the world can change that. To wish was to hope, and to hope was to expect.
‘In the vast halls of our hearts, through corridors of dreams, Lie the silent whisperings of expectations, unseen.
They echo in the chambers, a chorus of desire,
Rising like the phoenix, with a burning, yearning fire.
These intangible yearnings, these ethereal claims,
Are the weavers of our hopes, the kindlers of our flames.
They shape our aspirations, colour our pursuits,
Sprouting in our souls, as the most tender shoots.
LOVE AND LIGHT,
LINDA AND THE LULAS XXX
