Self-help Psych

Self-help Psych

 

I have to admit that there are times when life has totally destroyed me, when my friends and family have surrounded me with love and support and have treated me with gentleness and kindness and love. . . and had offered me so many ways to find a path out of the tragedy, out of the loneliness, the trouble I was temporarily in. And their suggestions and their kindness, although very difficult for me to follow, because in the end, it is something that I must do myself. Their attention is only temporary, for they must at some point return to their lives. It is up to me to fight the battle alone. I understand this and they understand this.

When you hit bottom, and all of your friends help you, you’re given such good ideas to come out of this blue phone you’re in. And all of your lovely neighbors, friends and relatives. Just love you and give you this support for which you are very grateful. You laugh with them. You cry with them. But one by one, they go back to their lives. And then you were alone again.

Speaking of your personal tragedy, eventually. And you’re in your own  black pit again. But. . . there is small light that you see before you. So, you begin to do something. I call it meditation. Others call it prayer. And in my meditation, I turned to the one that I always forget is with me, and that is God. God and his living angels that protect me through all of the tougher times of my life. And I realized that my life isn’t over. The one thing in my life that will never change. There’s something that my friends gave to me. That I didn’t lose. Because it was with me all the time. Because God was with me all the time. And that is love. It’s the gift I always give to people.

So how can I be sad because of my personal tragedy? It was not a miracle; it was only material. And that is not permanent. But love is. I got so wrapped up in being rich. But I forgot about the important thing. I forgot about the fact that I was to love. The person on the corner begging for a nickel. So, the next time I went to cash to check at the bank. I got twenty $5.00 bills. And stuck them in the. Sunglass holder in my car to hand out to that brother or sister on them corner. My personal tragedy is that I got too wrapped up I self. And just something that did not involve sharing. What God gives everybody. Remember when our brother Jesus? Asked us to do. And that is to love God. And love one another. What betters self-help Psych is it there? To get us out of personal tragedies.

To quote Maya Angelou, “I have found that among its other benefits, giving liberates the soul of the giver.”

 

Russell Kendall Carter, BA. MAT. Dlitt.

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