What to do with the ending?

Do you know this moment of the end? When it’s all over and you feel that the end is near, that love no longer speaks louder, your heart squeezes with every new call and you just don’t know where to go and you stay there, ruminating over this end of the story, clinging to the remnants of feelings that, by dripping, complete a process.

A sign has been placed for you that says: listen to your feelings. We are going through a time when being happy is fashionable, just look at the virtual windows, enter your social network now and tell me: do you see someone sad?Someone unemployed? Photos of expired slips? My people don’t, the windows don’t show what comes with the end of relationships.

  • Everything should be painless.
  • Fast.
  • Tasteless and odorless as there’s no time to wait.
  • Take care of the garden for what.
  • If you can seduce butterflies with empty promises of a much more interesting life for those who see it?That is the proposal.
  • We are buying.
  • Without realizing it.
  • We look at the emptiness of social networks deceived by happiness at all costs and we are distracted from our feelings.
  • We miss the great opportunity to develop this pain and learn a little more about the universe that we carry inside.

But let’s think on the other side, if you allow ourselves to live the end, you must feel that when a relationship ends, it seems that a little of us go with it, all dreams, promises together, projects formulated with such affection. , everything goes like this, to the sewer, so much effort for nothing. And what’s left is a bold fear of the future in a solo career and a little girl of yours, that “oh with me” feeling.

Sometimes we even think that we have wasted time, but I think that feeling is more related to the future than to the past, because all these incredible moments will have to be erased momentarily to relieve a little pain, and so we know that the future, as uncertain as alone, keeps the memories of a past that could have been erased , so we put our energies in fear of loneliness.

Who never said that dramatic phrase: “I’ll never meet anyone again. “There are people who like to feel this love that may have been, but who ceased to exist long ago, even before it was all over, and these people do not bury their dead, keep and keep their ashes in a well-decorated box that takes them with them everywhere; it makes it easy for you to remember feeling sorry for yourself.

What is very serious and necessary is: we must bury our dead, we must cry and this is done only when we understand our internal mechanisms, which will not happen as long as you live the idea that you cannot suffer, that you are ugly crying, that it is better to dress and go, so that the love of the next corner is always the next love.

It hurts too much, we know, finishing processes, whatever they are, it hurts too much. A hole is placed inside our chest and we are lost not knowing where to go. When night comes and nothing has happened, it seems that the World will stop there in your room and nothing, anything you take will ease that pain.

Have you ever thought about taking advantage of these moments to deconstruct, give up everything you have installed in this relationship that no longer makes sense to you, to give up?What if?? and so, after all, build something new, without haste or anxiety, if you let it flourish.

Strengthen your instincts and connect with your essence. After all, it is our true quest as spiritual beings: to recognize our essence, to build on the relationship with oneself, to develop feelings, to let go without judging the feelings you deny. Remember: in what we resist persists, so let lightness guide you in the process of completion, love, which is his, always prevails at the end of the story, don’t forget to use it in your building. And how do you do it?, know each other, now go in front of the mirror, look your eyes and ask yourself the question: what do you want to do now, I guarantee you that a great flame of power begins to awaken. when you dedicate your time to the divinity that dwells in your being, let me be.

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