The depths of Sadness
Sometimes we cry out of anger, frustration, or a general loathing of ourselves or our image. We cry because we feel we don't measure up in some way or life doesn't feel as easy for us while it seems a breeze for others. Then there is a different kind of sadness.
Those times when the silliest or simplest thing can make you start to cry. Pregnant women know this feeling. When a commercial for fabric softener, a car, or food etc brings on tears and you sit there knowing you look absolutely ridiculous but can't stop. I was confronted with this last night. I always want to do the kind thing. I want to stop the world from hurting. I want to personally show each and every person that they matter. I want to love those others say are impossible to love. There are times when sadness is triggered. A sadness coming through the heart. I realized last night that this kind of crying is not for myself but it feels more like the world crying through me. A conduit of tears through a heart that understands. It as if the sadness builds up in the world and it needs a release and people like me allow it to sometimes flow through us, releasing some of the pressure.
Those are the times when you don't know why you are crying and can't stop. I have learned to ride those tears in a sense. To allow them for however long they want to fall with the understanding that it is the way I help. It is one of my superhero costumes. I may not be able to fly around the world like superman but I can feel sadness through love and with love and know the tears are enough for all those I can't touch or comfort. Those kind of tears are like a prince ruperts drop. I can cry them without breaking, standing witness to the sadness and filtering it with love.
Sometimes we aren't meant to hold on to feelings but witness them and acknowledge them and let them pass through you. We are all conduits. It is what builds this reality. We don't have to own everything and cage it and hold on to it. Filter if needed but don't contain.
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