This morning I woke up thinking about the humour in blogging. Last week I attended a bloggers influence event in NYC where we were taught tips, information ect about blogging. One of the things they taught us to look at was our google search results. Yesterday 3 people searched “breathe through your vagina” and clicked on my blog as a result. Now my question, what in the heck was on their mind, my next thought what in the heck am I blogging?
My life is filled with twists and turns. Somedays I think I am in a rut, walking through the valley in the rain. I wonder at times how I will ever make it out of the rut much less climb the mountain ahead of me. When that happens I turn and look over my shoulder ( I know, they say never look back, but who are they?) what I see is the mountain that I climbed before. I remember not only the feeling I had standing at the top holding my hands in the air in gratitude, but I also remember how it felt to climb. I remember how at times it was a struggle. Then an amazing thing happens the sun comes out and I remember that struggle is what makes me strong. It’s one thing to stand tall in gratitude on the mountain.
How many of us can stand tall and hold our arms in gratitude as we struggle in life’s valleys? Life is always changing, and we are always evolving. No matter what our situation, good or bad, it will change.
By taking my mind off the negative part of the struggle and focusing on the positive before I know it, I am at the top of the mountain again.
How do you handle the struggle?
This reminds me of a story a dear sage friend of mine shared with me once:
The Monarch Butterfly and The Struggle
The monarch butterfly is the most majestic species among all the butterflies. It has wide wings spanning out majestically when it flies. Before it can become a full grown butterfly, it has to be a pupa in a cocoon. Now, the interesting fact about the moth’s cocoon is that the neck of the cocoon is very narrow.
In order that it become a butterfly, the pupa of the butterfly must squeeze its way out of the narrow neck.
One day a man found a cocoon of an monarch butterfly. He took it home so that he could watch the butterfly come out of the cocoon. He sat and watched the butterfly struggling to force the body through that little hole. Then it seemed to stop making any progress. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could go no farther. It just seemed to be stuck.
Then the man being kind decided to help the butterfly. So he took a pair of scissors and snipped off the remaining bit of the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a swollen body and small, shriveled wings. He expected that the wings would enlarge and expand to be able to support the body which would contract in time. Neither happened! In fact, the little butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a swollen body and shriveled wings. It never was able to fly. A few days later, it died.
What the man in his kindness and haste did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening was the way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings so that it would be ready for flight. Once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon. Freedom and flight would only come after the struggle. By depriving the butterfly of a struggle, he deprived the emperor moth of health.
You see, the struggles of life, heartaches and pains are necessary if you want to be great. Instead of cursing them, understand them while you are experiencing them. They are part of the making of an amazing being.
When I hear this story I often think back to my days of obesity. I think about how I struggled to carry the weight, and how I struggled to survive. When I had bariatric surgery I started to emerge from my cocoon, and as the weight started to melt away from my physical body, I also started to work through the emotional and spiritual issues I had that were also causing a heaviness.
When we get to the other side, we can put on our wings and fly.