I’m under the covers, sick with a flu. I had a horrific, albeit hugely liberating realization this week about my life, but it was a little more than my body could handle in one go….
Ever since I started digging in the dirt, trying to find out what happened to me to make my life what it had become, I’ve often felt like I’m trying to solve a riddle, a case, a detective story of sorts. A number of times I have already felt like I’d figured out “whodunnit”, but this week proved to me that I still had more left to uncover. I feel like I’m at the crux of it now though, and that perhaps I have now solved the case..? Except, who knows… Judging by my earlier experiences, there’s always more. A sub-plot maybe? One that I didn’t realize existed before?
But the story goes on. I am still alive and the adventure continues. It’s a different story now, as I, the main character, see the other characters quite unlike I ever saw them before…. My road leads towards bigger and better things, (and once I get over this flu) I am stronger and more clear-headed than ever.
Bad news can be good news, if it reveals a truth long concealed. The truth was there all along anyway; I was just not ready to see it yet. I see it now. I do.
“Truth is by nature self-evident. As soon as you remove the cobwebs of ignorance that surround it, it shines clear.”