Often times we think that things should be different than they are. ‘If only’ this wasn’t happening right now, or if that person acted differently, then we would feel better, happier, more fulfilled. Something that I try to remind myself of is that everything is exactly as it should be. There is perfection in the universe, and even in pain, there is love, and there are peonies (as my beautiful friend Gosia once said to me). There are many things I will never know the answer to, and when I get frustrated, or feel alone, or ready to tell the stories that live inside of me, then I write.
Everything is as it should be
My moonlit secrets, his lost ways
Your dance with the Truth and the little girl’s plea
Everything is as it should be
The abundance of joy and the quest to be free
I no longer think of wasted days
Everything is as it should be
My moonlit secrets, his lost ways
What helps you to accept the craziness of life? To make sense of it all?
She's Come Undone 