Hello Readers,
The marks most people leave are too often scars. We die a little every day, and by degrees we’re reborn into different people, older and wiser, more experienced whilst hiding invisible scars and heartbreak underneath the smiles.
Scars have the strangest power to remind us that the pain we felt was once real. Stop punishing yourself for being someone with a heart and deeper feelings than most. You cannot protect yourself from suffering because to live is to experience every emotion on the spectrum. Joy, pain and sorrow go hand in hand. You are not protecting anything by shutting yourself off from the world, rather, you are limiting your spiritual growth and emotional development. Out of much suffering have emerged the strongest of souls, and the greatest and most interesting characters are seared with scars that prove they have lived and survived to tell their story. It has been said that time heals all wounds, but not with everybody. The wounds remain and in time, the mind protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue. Sometimes the pain lessens, but it is never completely gone. Over the months and years they remind you that the damage life has inflicted on you has, in many places, left you stronger and more resilient. What hurt you in the past has actually made you better equipped to face the present. Never be ashamed or embarrassed of the scars you wear as a result of your life journey because its testimony that you have conquered and overcome the pain, learnt your lessons and emerged stronger for it. Never allow Your scars to hold You hostage, but learn to see them in a positive light, as a sign of strength to do even better each and every day. No one can tell what goes on in between the person you were and the person you become. No one can chart that blue and lonely section of hell. There are no maps of the change. You just come out the other side.
Sometimes even to live is an act of courage.
‘Those scars you hide underneath those blankets of metaphors
You wrapped them well with lovely words
Not to cover the ugly pain
But to tell the world,
How a sad story could be written
With such beautiful, aching words.
Time doesn’t heal all wounds
but perspective surely does.
Everything at a distance
always seems different
than it ever really was’.
Love and light
Linda and the Lulas xxx
