"Every question was like the snapping of a little
thread about my heart."
Dorothy Wordsworth
So tenderhearted, we worry about other people who reside in other countries or communities or circle of friends. If we have children or grandchildren or elders in our lives, we get concerned over things that are out of our control. We try to be patient, understanding, loving and turn to prayer. And then we snap!
Perhaps we hide the sting from others, burying it deep inside while telling ourselves that we need to be above our building anger or fear. We don't let it seep out and it takes its toll within us. Distortions in our mind lead to disruptions in our bodies, and the connection with the Divine snaps while we questionably scream, 'why'!
It is when we break, allowing an outpour, that we can begin again. Perhaps nothing is resolved, but the misplaced energy of fright can now be used for renew. Recognize the time to start over and be careful not to use the same pieces when putting things back together. If need be, pause until a sense of self is regained. Then proceed.
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