Three Stories and an Introduction

[Seleneccentric]

I am walking a path. The path is not mine — I do not know whether it was here before me, but it will be gone from me when I pass. Perhaps others have walked it, or will follow after me, or perhaps they are walking near me even now. It may be that I will hear their footsteps. It may be that I will hold their hands.

Once, a storm raged within me, tearing me into tattered fragments, and I have only just awoken, bloody and disfigured, to begin the painful process of stitching myself back together. I now cherish the fraying ribbons that I once cursed. I have bundled up the strands of my soul with care. I have found the scraps and remnants. I have laid them by my side. Now comes the hurt. Now comes the healing.

I swam for a long time in a dark ocean. The currents threw me from my course. The cold water crushed me. Others drowned, others sank, but I never gave up. One day there was a light above me — a warm clear light that showed me, for the first time, the way up, toward light and life. When I emerged, I wept for joy, and I wept for grief, and slowly, slowly, I am learning to float.

My experience has been painful and confusing beyond my ability to explain in simple words, and so I resort to stories. Perhaps I will make my history more plainly clear when clarity comes, but for now it may suffice to say that I have been emotionally dead until quite recently. I have been a child, and a lover, and a fool. I have been an abuser of others, and an abuser of my self. I have been cruel. I have been kind. I have been faithful and faithless, I have been loved and hated. I have known loneliness, and I have known peace.

I have come to find others on my path. I have come to practice the art of weaving. I have come to learn to float. 

Freedomain Radio played no small part in my resurrection. I will be fascinated to discover what part it plays in my life.

[Emanuel]

Welcome to the message board. I'm sorry you've suffered so much in your past, but I'm glad that you're finding your way out of your history and into your true Self. I hope you find what you're looking for on these parts. Have a good one, friend.

[Wango]

Though my experience does not even come close to such desolate pain that you speak of, I believe it is one of the greatest powers to be able to fight your way out of it. If only this power is free to spread, then many more can come to the realization of reality, and healing will finally commence for this world. 

[Seleneccentric]

Thank you both/all for your kindness and kind words.

[Armitage]

Hello. The way you speak of is apparently much traveled nowadays, because 99 % of your words sum up my life experience to this day. I'll mark you in my mind for being a kindred soul, another pilgrim. The main problem of this way is, everyone travels it alone and isolated, only the internet brings us together. 

 

If I use a story format too, after this phase there may come a light and a fire. A burning ground, so to speak. A fire is ever a symbol of a mind burning with curiosity. This is another kind of danger. I hope our minds are always balanced with feelings.