Apologies first for using this dark picture of Scotland, which we loved very much. It was on the ferry, which is about journeys, and the rains had stopped as soon as we left Kendal, and by the time we left Nairn and then reached Iona, a brilliant sun came out.
Which illustrates my point:
What if? What if your marriage is what you've got, and your home is what you've got, and your children, loved ones, parents, jobs, whatever were the way they were? I know I'd keep going on, that I wouldn't give up trying, that I would keep plugging away at people and helping them to change. I would still be a healer, I would still be their kind friend.
And that's it really. Things might change, but they'll be difficult changes. People might remain the same, and give up. Today a woman told Chloe her husband wanted to leave her and their three children, and one of them is a thirteen yr. old autistic child.
What is it with people, with men that evade their responsibilities and run away? What is it with people that give up?
Oh, people might say they'll hang in there and things will change.
But, what if things won't change and you know that? You can always change the way you look at things, but you'll still, live with something or someone for the rest of your life. And, matters may get worse. So, one may ask, is that all there is/Is that how it's going to be?
So yes, things might only possibly go downhill from here. Suffering may increase exponentially and natural disasters and illnesses increase. And chances are, the person you're with might not change.
You accept that this is what you've got, and you'll make a nourishing soup, heck, an omelette out of what you've got.
And I'll create a safe harbour where all can shelter and wait till the storm passes away, and I'll keep building these refuges around the world, but I'll tell those who know who I am: The safest refuge is the one inside yourself.