So, yeah …

I have my lessons to learn, too, and sometimes they are hard. Taking things personally has always been a flaw of mine. I try to detach but I have work to do in that area. I’m glad I recognize messages when I see them.

And as for other people, it is useful to know that their reactions are rarely personal, even if they are expressed as such, and that they are often dealing with mere shadows, and what you think you say and do with such precision and clarity may be but a blur of movement and a murmur of sound by the time it makes its way through to them.

And this, from my pal, the Universe:

It wasn’t ever supposed to hurt and you weren’t ever supposed to cry. And I never dreamed you’d sometimes feel so helpless. Yet, as things have turned out, lots of folks have trouble getting out of bed when it’s still dark.

Anyhow, should there also be the occasional pain, tear, or touch of sadness beyond that, in broad daylight, please realize these were anticipated, bargained for, and even sought after. As each would illuminate your resiliency, prove your strength, and help you blast through every flimsy notion that would otherwise keep you from seeing that even now I hold you in the palm of my hand, from which all things are possible.

Such a deal,
The Universe

Such a deal, indeed.