The subtle existence of Life in between shades of grey

The subtle existence of Life in between shades of grey

Our existence is often measured or quantified by the achievements we hold, the successes we accomplish, or the materialistic realities that we achieve. I cannot deny that money is a necessity, and we require materialistic things to lead a normal and balanced life.

But do we ever sit by and wonder if our achievements or acquiring a large sum of money make us truly sanguine? Is it the accomplishment of a certain entity that drives our joy and sorrow, or is it the internal perception of what our core centres around?

We are often so engrossed in chasing the life we want that we forget about the life we live. The reality that we live in was one of the dreams that we beheld beyond imagination a while ago. Licentious non-linear journey that brings us experiences when they are meant to be.

Sometimes there are certain moments that dwell within our soul. They forge us into believing that the future holds the same shadows that would loom over the existence of our soul as the past crept over us.

But what we do not realise is that life is never black and white; it evolves in shades of grey. It is okay if there is a wound that takes time to heal; remember to feel it through and have faith in the universe.

The only way to heal is to not scrape the wound that aches the soul. Sometimes you have to let go to let yourself live.

It does not mean that you accept that you were deserving of what you were served; it means that you acknowledge that there is absolutely nothing you can do to alter the circumstances that constitute your past.

Breathe and feel it all through.

Remember when the world boils you down and calls you a mess?

You wave your hand, smile, and say,”Well, I am a work in progress.

Love

Someone who is working on herself.