When I was a cancer patient, well-meaning people would try to fill the void of our shared awkwardness over my diagnosis by saying “Well, everything happens for a reason.” I would smile and nod and think to myself, “No. No, it doesn’t.” After a while, I started to say it out loud.
I've always like May Sarton's twist on the unsatisfactory "everything happens for a reason" adage:
"It is only when we can believe that we are creating the soul that life has any meaning, but when we can believe it- and I do and always have - then there is nothing we do that is without meaning and nothing we suffer that does not hold the seed of creation in it."
Thank you Susan for sharing these gentle words in these somber times. My, you have created a second career.
Susan provides such creative hope in her posts. Bless you. I have shared with many the visual poem.
Oh, my friend, you bring such beauty into these uncertain times. I am going to watch that video poem every day. xxxxxxxxxoooooooo
Beautiful and magnificently done.
T R U L Y a most extraordinary poem, hats off tp Donna Ashworth. Brian San Diego
A beautiful reflection.
I've always like May Sarton's twist on the unsatisfactory "everything happens for a reason" adage:
"It is only when we can believe that we are creating the soul that life has any meaning, but when we can believe it- and I do and always have - then there is nothing we do that is without meaning and nothing we suffer that does not hold the seed of creation in it."