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a blessing to my younger self

time is an infinite stream of possibilities

may this blessing flow to you across time through love

I pray for you, the me of my past who struggled and

lost your way in depression.

 

May this blessing find you across time to you, from me the you of the future, to the 26 year old that I was in a moment in time,

where I was lost.

 

May you find your way out of despair and hopelessness, and

may you find the courage to set the radio outside of the filled

bathtub.  I know suicide seems the only way out, but you have

so much to live for. I am you of the future, as I speak to you of my past.  

 

May my love and hope travel across time to help you find joy in that little moment, where you turned on the radio to make sure power was flowing before you electrocuted yourself.  But in that tiny moment, reggae music blasted through the speakers bringing a spark of joy and rhythm into a dark moment, where you could not distinguish from the true and false.

 

May you find the wisdom to know that your pain will not last forever and all wounds heal with time, even heartbreaks.  I know, because I am in this very present moment the future self of you.  I know that your present feels bleak and each day feels more painful and pointless than the day before.  It feels like the whole world is against you and people who are supposed to love you only judge you and ridicule you.  Somehow it feels like who you are is not enough and you are sick and tired of feeling this way.

 

May my love and hope travel across time.  Love is infinite and collapses the space that separates us.  May my blessing find you

through this dark moment and many to come, so you may know

and experience joys, sadness, and full specturum of emotions

with an open heart.  You will someday embrace pain as one of your greatest teachers, because it has lead you to the other great teacher of life, love.  May you have the courage to really live, so you may face death, another great teacher.  May you live and die with love, and not with fear and hatred in your heart.

 

May this blessing travel across time in that infinite place in your heart, where hope will rise out of the heavy despair that is pulling you down to depths of pain that goes deeper and deeper.  Somehow, pain upon pain becomes comforting, and you begin to be trapped in yourself.  All you can see is this moment.

 

May my prayer and blessing find you and guide you to a future you cannot imagine in your present, but you would not want to miss.  Thank you, I love you.  I'm sorry for ways I failed you.  Please forgive me.  

 

May this blessing of hope and love find you across time and space to bring you home, so you and I can live in that infinite space of love in our hearts, where we are connected to life flowing through and in us.  May you find your way to me, to the now that is always being created.

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Written by
silas
M / American
Published
Jun 3, 2014
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A poem written out of gratitude for all the people who have helped me become a little more free from the dark depression and hopelessness I found myself in my mid 20s to early 30s.

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#suicide#life#death#hope#despair#blessing
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