When we lose our religion/s be it love, money, fame or fortune, it is a blessing. In the stinky heat of disappointment I think we discover what we are made of, if we let life unfold for us. It's tough for sure when bills and seeming misfortune tackles us to the ground and we are clutched whited knuckling in panic and despair. Still it's the sweet spot of life that humble pie and if we are blessed we find love and POWER. No one can teach this it's experiential.
I know personally when my ass has been kicked and it does get smashed on a regular basis. I have to step back and trust that I am up to the task what ever comes my way. I was built to have life in all of it's glory, no shrinking violet me.
I am certain when we are given a choice to say reincarnate I ordered up this life with all it's drama.
Would you shirk the pain and misery if you knew it would guarantee bliss ? Simply in understanding that we cannot fail...not really?
Hmmm...oh I am sure this is hoo ha silly speak. I guess it's up for me and I felt compelled to share the process.
Pick yourself off the floor dust off and start again get back up and dance, we can always be better next time.
We are here for that and that alone.
Yes you are loved.