From as far back as I remember, my mom used to quote the Serinity Prayer. Even though I knew the words however, the real impact is only coming through now. An ex boyfriend of mine even gave me a fridge magnet with these words on it, which is still sitting on my fridge. Maybe it’s that old ‘can’t see the woods for the trees’ thing, but lately, serinity is something I have been thinking about a lot.
For a very long time, I carried a world of hurt with me. All the loss, anger and sadness that I have experienced in life was carted around, like a monkey on my back. I would forget about the load during the good times, but as soon as the bad times rolled around again, there it was. Choking me, stifling me and suffocating me. It has taken me this long to realise that letting go really as easy as it sounds – even if getting to that point was far from easy.
Even then, it’s only been this year that I finally understood what serenity really means. It isn’t about pretending to be fine, or about putting up with the bad stuff. All it really is about is letting go and accepting that being strong is not about fighting off the universe – it’s about having enough faith to believe that things will be ok.
True calm comes with the acceptance of our lot in life. And with that acceptance comes a certain kind of peace. Right now, that peace is exactly what I need to weather the storms. A pinch of serenity, and a dash of faith.
It’s a good feeling.
She said whaaat?