Do People Actually Want Peace?
Be resilient they said
Be resilient, they said. Get knocked down, stand the fuck up, and keep going. Real real, “Get the fuck up and keep going” has been a mantra of mine for decades.
I’m so tired of fighting through. I just want to go through. Be through. I don’t want to be the resilient one. I want to be adaptable, flexible, kind. Be aware of my pain. Not escape it, deny it, spiritually, or humanly bypass it by outsourcing it to another place, another being.
It is mine to acknowledge. And it’s in my ability in how I respond to the shit in my life — my response-ability.
Sometimes I sit on the ground, cross legged and speak from my core,
“I will not fight you!” Goes for my pain too.
Like the one fight I got in at 17. I knew I was outnumbered and out-bodied. I knew my limits. Imagine if my pride, my ego had stood up for me that day in my quest for resilience and peacocking a need to show I could fight?
I am tired of fighting.
I don’t want to be a spiritual warrior, or any kind of warrior for that matter.
Fuck that.
I’ve fought enough. I’m ready for peace.I’ll be a peacier with fire and water. I’d like peace in this world. And I feel fighting brings…
