whole

“People spend their entire lives searching the world for the pieces that will make them whole, yet those pieces are only found within them.”

― Ken Poirot

“How can I be substantial if I do not cast a shadow? I must have a dark side also If I am to be whole.”

― C.G. Jung, Modern Man in Search of a Soul

I once read somewhere that becoming a whole person involves utilizing our heart, our soul, our mind, and our strength. It is true:

My sky has been expanding the past two weeks. The clouds appeared with a vengeance, and filled the blue sky with astounding colours and nuances of magnificent sunrises and sunsets. The magnitude of it all has been enveloping my whole being, and I can’t escape its overbearing messages: my soul smiles while my heart cries, and my mind needs to be strong.

I am against the wall: I cannot face it all.

As I slowly pick up all the pieces in my mind and heart, I realize that I cannot design my own life and future. What is perspiring in the clouds was not in my plan. I am dumbfounded by the sunrises and sunsets that are speaking truth into my life: Too much. Too little. Too late. The sunset is yellow and red and pink, but its mangnificance fades quickly in the darkness of the night.

But oh! My sunrise…..The sunrise fills the sky with absolute splendour. Too wonderful. Enough. In abundance. And I am happy, ecstatic. Suddenly scared of what this day has to offer.

These sunrises and sunsets are speaking truth into my soul, hopefully cutting into the shadows of my past that have been haunting my days… I offer all of myself to the universe: light and dark. All of me.

I think I am becoming whole.