May | 2015 | Bleu Is Electric

“Life is a tragedy when seen in close-up, but a comedy in long-shot.” -Charlie Chaplin.

Through my recovery I’ve discovered an invisible divide. Even when surrounded by people in the general public, I felt as if I was on the other side of a chasm. Because while I could physically reach out and touch another person, they were still miles away. I could voice what I was going through, but nothing quite explains it like shared experience does. Fortunately, that chasm feels like it’s getting more narrow. I’ve even found myself happy when a friend came to me with something scary or possibly tragic that had happened. While I certainly don’t wish for anything bad to befall them, I found myself becoming comfortable in the space of rehabilitation(mind,body,and soul) it was in these places where broken people came to be “fixed,” that I was at ease. Am I broken? No, but perhaps the world would generally see it that way. It was in rooms for rehabilitation, that I wished my friends could be there too. As if it were some type of inclusive club, I wanted them to join too. If common interests bring two people into friendship, it’s a tragedy that can truly meld them together. I didn’t like being on the other side of an invisible wall watching the world pass by me. A world that had jobs,social lives,significant others,the ability to drive,independence,freedom,and went to bed every night without having to wear braces or go to therapy, but generally their time was spent how they wanted. I felt as though my life,time,and freedom of choice had been hijacked by the most evil of beings. I desired to bring a friend into my “fishbowl,”not to commiserate, but to relate. Bonds are built and strengthened when you go through a tragedy with someone. It beats you up initially, then it leaves you open. In the aftershock,you stumble around and bump into other confused victims. In meeting them you can understand and relate to the bandages that both of you now need. I don’t consider myself a victim,but rather a survivor,and what do survivors do? They take the lessons learned to rebuild, fight back, and become stronger. Because of that initial beating I’ve had to rebuild too and that’s exactly what I’m doing.

– Keep on your boxing gloves,

“Whether you think you can or think you can’t either way, you are right.” -Henry Ford.

In a world ravaged by the pains of “reality,” it’s easy to forget that miracles do happen. By all accounts and in reality, I very well should not be here(see here) or find it difficult to communicate with you. However, I’ve defied the odds because of a miracle. It’s easy for us to limit ourselves as well as miracles. What many people don’t acknowledge is our limitless possibilities as humans, it’s one of the most beautiful things about us. I used to think I had to make things happen, which in many ways I did. When you take responsibility for your reality,monitor your thoughts,and actively choose to change it,good things manifest in your life. Just because you cannot see it in the physical sense doesn’t mean it’s not there. Our lives begin in our mind. Therefore, don’t self identify with your doubts, or put up with negative thoughts, they can be countered and they’re simply not you. It’s difficult at first to counter the little voices that tell you, you can’t but after some time it becomes easy(even fun to thwart them!)and with them out of the way it will allow your confidence to blossom. Our thoughts can produce our reality. To quote the bible “You shall know them by their fruits.” We can be trees that blossom,multiply,and are fruitful! Much of it begins in our minds. If the circumstances don’t agree with you, strive to actively change them. To do this you will find yourself having to negate all those sentences that begin with but, I can’t, and don’t. The mind is a battlefield and often you can be your own worst enemy. Rather then comply, fight the path of least resistance and go against the grain. This can become a chore but when you bear the fruits of that labor, they will surely be sweet. Too often We let ”reality,” limit our miracles. I’ve had to tell people to stop being so realistic! The fact is, We create our own glass ceilings. Sometimes it’s us that create the limits or it can be others. One of many solutions would be to either hangout with like minded people,ignore the naysayers,or address it(tactfully). The best adventure stories are those that overcome the odds and make their way through a battle and claim the victory. I don’t believe that anybody held(or wrote?) a story about a heroine that always gave into doubts and fears in high esteem. During this life write your own epic adventure and certainly don’t be afraid of the battles.

May you win every war and cheers!

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