One of those things (among many) that my parents thought me, and that rises after the anxious attempts to reach and care, is that in the end of the day there is nothing we can do or say to make someone else change their mind.
The more we try to point out the pain and harm we see in the direction they decided to take/or that they slowly..maybe unknowingly fall in to.. the more they feel like hiding.. running straight to it, maybe it's shame, maybe its proving others wrong... but the more we raise our concern.. the more they will run.. and the less they will listen.
We each have to make our own mistakes (or at least take the blow and learn incase it turns out to be one), this is the only way to grow. We can not stop them from rolling in what we think might be poison.. maybe it's really just berry juice.. either way that is their mystery to solve.
We have to hit the ground in order to know just where we do not want to be.
And when it hurts, and we still remember what light there is to feel, this is where we choose- whether our life is precious enough to heal.
The more we try to point out the pain and harm we see in the direction they decided to take/or that they slowly..maybe unknowingly fall in to.. the more they feel like hiding.. running straight to it, maybe it's shame, maybe its proving others wrong... but the more we raise our concern.. the more they will run.. and the less they will listen.
We each have to make our own mistakes (or at least take the blow and learn incase it turns out to be one), this is the only way to grow. We can not stop them from rolling in what we think might be poison.. maybe it's really just berry juice.. either way that is their mystery to solve.
We have to hit the ground in order to know just where we do not want to be.
And when it hurts, and we still remember what light there is to feel, this is where we choose- whether our life is precious enough to heal.
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