I am completely lost.
Where am I supposed to be?
I have already walked so much;
from one street to another and each time I recognize something and think 'yes I found it'... 'I'm there'.
Nothing could be further from the truth.
So I keep walking....
Through weather..... and..... through wind....
It must really be somewhere around here?
I see a bench and rest.
Loaded down, that's how I feel.
I observe the passersby.
What a bustle!
Where are all those people going?
Do they all know that so well?
What is their destination?
Do they have a destination?
A home?
Is there a fireplace burning?
Is it cozy?
When I look at the faces, I see 'haste'.
They almost run.
From A to B.....
and.......
some from B to A....
To me it seems they know the way.
I don't.
I feel in a strange city.
A cat in a strange warehouse.
No one sees me sitting here.
It starts to rain.
Umbrellas go up.
And the people speed up their pace.
Are they coming from work?
Actually I'm sitting here just fine.
Although I am quite wet from the rain.
A drowned cat.
The bustle becomes less.
In the distance, I see a large, tall pole with a sign and arrows pointing to different neighborhoods.
Jealousy - anger - sorrow - fear - love
?????
I have never seen anything like this!
Neighborhoods with streets that indicate natural feelings.
The maze of streets suddenly seemed very clear to me. I didn't see that at all before.
Apparently they are all different streets in special neighborhoods.
But arranged very clearly.
I am glad that I noticed that large, long pole with those directional signs.
Curiosity sparked, I stand up and walk towards the different neighborhoods.
In the streets of jealousy,
I meet my desire to develop other sides of myself.
In other words:
It is possible to discover your own hidden qualities that you recognize in another.
In the streets of anger,
I learn to say 'no, I don't want this'
That is:
It helps us learn our boundaries.
To protect ourselves.
In the streets of sorrow,
I have the chance to come to terms with loss.
To heal, wounds to heal.
Remember well:
Tears rinse clean.
In the streets of fear,
it is possible to learn, to face challenges.
You are warned,
Will you flee or fight?
How do you make it safe for yourself?
In the streets of love,
I receive the message that I am good enough, even if it's not perfect.
There you learn to accept yourself, exactly as you are.
And to practice giving love and receiving love.
I think this is fantastic.
I have never walked this way, but it is incredibly meaningful.
Acknowledge all natural feelings and benefit from them.
All these feelings want to tell us something.
Walk quietly through all these differenlling streets in these different neighborhoods.
Experience your natural feelings and work with them.
Take this very seriously.
What do these natural feelings want to tell you?
I walk through the streets of love once more.
Accepting myself...
Giving love...
Receiving love...
However you are,
you are exactly right.
Accept yourself with all your different feelings.
Love yourself.
And keep practicing!
And I will certainly keep doing that...