As I sat in the room with my most loved ones and played the game of “remember when,” I realized, that the most treasured things in life aren’t the perfect, neither in the living–or the retelling but the memories, the most precious parts of the story of us are the things,
that didn’t go as planned
Like how the youngest was sick when we travelled through Bangkok–every. single. time.
And how we walked with tired limbs for hours before we found transport after the New Year’s firework display off the Burj Khalifa that only lasted five minutes
We almost lost each other in a different New Year’s Eve crush, clinging desperately to each other’s hands on Park Street, Calcutta. Somewhat horrific, but laughing in the end
And then there’s the crazy old man that screamed at us to get back from the edge of the Grand Canyon even though there was no way we could have fallen
Or remember the too-hot-to-sleep nights in Fiji when the neighbours would all sing, harmonies floating in balmy air
And remember when Dad thought that there was a gas station ahead but there wasn’t, yet we made it on fumes towards the ancient glacier along the west coast of the South Island of New Zealand.
So many other stories of adventure survived around the world—together. Incredible shared beauty that marks and feeds our corporate soul
It’s not the themed amusement parks of fleeting pleasure, but the stories of adversity that are leisurely spoken of in our remembrance. These are the things that bind us together, the foundation of our familial bond
Priceless narratives that remind us we have really lived—and often thrived The cracks in our lives that are ‘just ours’, they make us strong Shared adversity seals our hearts in priceless ways, in a bond that no one else can quite appreciate
So the next time things don’t go quite as planned, instead of stress, embrace Gather all of the ‘not quite’ fiercely in, hold it close to your chest,
let it grow rich in memory, and smile,
because it’s all the golden cracks that bond us together that embody the most beautiful whole.
that uncomfortable, light-headed, perplexing noise of
‘something is not right.’ Two or more voices vying
at once for attention in your brain. It might be anger
and ‘I should forgive,’ or grief when ‘I should
be positive.’ Whatever it is, it’s not helping
you to avoid how you really feel and the ringing
in your mind will harm you in the end
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When dissonance arrives, the constructive thing
is to throw that ‘should’ into the wind and allow
whatever you think and feel be what it really is
‘I am tired of the anger, but today it needs to breathe
–and that is still okay.’ ‘Good vibes only’ sounds
delightful, but will ultimately scramble your brain
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You can calm the sound by being honest
even if your values or beliefs are not at ease
with where you are at today
Speaking the truth to self now is not easy
but is far healthier in the end and will allow
the alarm bells to stop ringing and paves
the way for peace
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-long term cognitive dissonance can damage us physically and unattended holds us back from processing our thoughts and feelings making them increasingly heavy to carry in the end