Is this a world of joy or a world of sorrow?
Sorrows for sure!
Because our human condition necessitates it
Without the fire of trials we can’t be purified!
Joy also!
Because too much sorrow would drown us
In its continuous downpour
Joy is a necessity
A respite
A healing balm
An oasis in the desert of life
Sorrows have their purpose though
They will be the bringers of joy
In time, sorrow begets joy, eternal joy!
Lida Berghuis
August 23rd, 2014
Collage
Can’t pretend nothing happened
Can’t pretend it was easy
Can’t try to sweep it under the carpet
Can’t let it go without addressing it
And what was it this time?
Why again?
Why am I so fragile?
It was a marathon
A test of endurance
Putting one foot in front of the other
When pain, sorrow and anxiety
Was the order of the day
Everyone told me I would be fine
But in the meantime
I had to go through what seemed like
Unbearable times
I know I’m not the only one who suffers
I know I’m not unique
But I have to acknowledge what was
I have to come to terms with it
Understand it
Or at least be at peace with it
As I celebrate the return of light
I have to revisit the past
Arrange and rearrange the pieces
Until I’m satisfied
Until it’s ready to be a part of the collage of my life
A friend of mine once said:
You laugh like you have no care in the world!
You laugh like you have banished your problems!
Some of us smile
Some of us chuckle
But when you laugh, it’s from the depth of your heart
It’s unrestrained
I do laugh from the depth of my heart
Not because I have no cares or I’ve had none
I laugh this way because I have overcome
Overcome sadness and loneliness
Overcome pain and sorrow
Overcome anxiety and depression
I laugh out loud
Because I have cried
I laugh out loud
And this laughter is genuine
It’s not to show off
Not to stand out
Not to sadden others
Who may feel down
I hope my laughter brings others joy
I hope my laughter is contagious!
Lida Berghuis
December 31st, 2013
When it pours
Dance in the rain!
You can complain
But dance instead!
When life gets busy
Take one step at a time
You can get overwhelmed
But count your steps instead!
When confusion reigns
Just relax!
You don’t need to know
All the answers right now!
One step at a time
Dance the dance of life
Sometimes slowly
Sometimes quickly
Sometimes with grace
Sometimes awkwardly
Dance in joy
Dance in sorrow
Dance your worries away
The secret is to hear
The music when others may not!
Lida berghuis
June 28th, 2013
Sometimes I wonder why I write so often
Why I tell the story of my days and share my thoughts
There are many answers of course
Today I read somewhere, It’s the telling that heals
When I talk of sorrow
Some of it leaves
When I talk of tests and trials
They acquire meaning
Sorrow is transformed into joy
Trials transform into lessons learned
Telling heals
That’s why a conversation
With a beloved friend
Is the best medicine for me
Telling heals
Emotion is released
The story that was trapped within
And caused me pain
Can finally leave
So, I’ll tell my story
And you can tell yours
To be healed
To be consoled
And next time you’re listening
To a friend’s story
You know that you are part
Of the healing!
Lida Berghuis
October 29th, 2011
Dance when you’re broken open
Dance if you’ve torn the bandage off
Dance in the middle of fighting
Dance when you’re perfectly free!*
Dance, dance your sorrow away
Dance and forget regret and loss
Dance a dance of thankfulness
Because your suffering is a guide
Dance when you have tears in your eyes
Dance and feel the weight lift off
Dance when you don’t feel like it
Dancing will set you free
Music has power and sway
Music lifts us up
Music feeds our soul
Music the antidote
Dance in celebration
Dance in preparation
Dance at the beginning
Dance at the end
Change is a constant in life
Dance at each stage of life
Dance my friend, like dervishes do
Round and round, on and on
Dance to commune with the angels above
Dance and listen to their song
Angels will sing the purest melody
Angels will be your guide
Listen to them carefully
What you’re looking for is not that far
Lida Berghuis
May 12th, 2010
*Rumi
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