Blues of life/puzzle
As a child I loved puzzles. I would diligently turn over all the pieces, spread them all out and flip them right side up then I would study the picture on the outside of the box to know exactly what I would be creating. As all the pieces would come together I would get such a thrill only to be let down when that one or two pieces didn’t seem to have a place. I felt like surely there is a mistake because these pieces do not fit at all. Frustrated, I would cast those pieces aside and continue on. It would always work out towards the end that those few pieces of which didn’t seem to fit earlier on, always came into place to complete the finished product. Interestingly, I have found in my adult years, that my life mirrors those very puzzles I adored as a child. So many times I have tried to fix things or relationships that were broken, and somehow it just didn’t come together. The more I focused on why those things weren’t coming together for me, the worse my situation became. It wasn’t until I truly let go of what was, surrendered to what is that things began to evolve and align. Moving forward in action despite any fears or limitations have allowed my puzzle of life to come together piece by piece. Releasing some limited beliefs of myself, more self love, less desire to be liked or accepted by others, and truly loving myself first was the first step into my unfolding. When I began to surround myself with the company and other pieces that resembled more of the finished masterpiece on the box, I began to see how everything truly came together for my good. Every piece along my life journey played a part and had a place in my final whole self/picture.
