Passing through

Excerpts from Iyanla Vanzant

This is what I've realized:

Some wings grow because of a need to escape.

Some flight are propelled by pain.

Some people fly into the light, while some into the darkness.

Is this why my neck aches every time I look up to see you?


Yesterday, I Cried (page 64-65)

Rhonda, like so many children, learned about life through pain, abusive, negligently inflicted, and unnecessary pain. She learned about God in the midst of fear. She learned to expect pain as an ingredient of being loved. She learned that people who claim to love you can cause, and will ignore, your pain. Rhonda learned through the actions of her "loved ones" to expect that an act of love would be preceded by the imposition of pain. None of this was ever explained to her. She learned it all by watching and listening, and by experiencing pain. Rhonda learned that if you do the wrong thing, those who love you will hurt you. And no matter how badly you hurt, or what you have done, if you bear the pain of love silently, you can hope against hope that someone will, one day, love you enough to hurt you again.

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12:09 PM, Wed 27 May 2009 .. Posted by struggling businessman

Ging, just dwell on the beautiful and the positive. In life you have two choices. Each day you wake up, you can start it by choosing to be in a good mood or in a bad mood. When something bad happens, you can choose to be a victim or choose to learn from it. When someone comes complaining, you can choose to hear the complaint or choose to point out the positive side of life..