Friday, January 06, 2012

The Fire Pit

A "fire pit"...
...usually starts off as an empty hole in the middle of some sort of metal, stones or bricks.

To begin preparing for your fire you will need to add a few twigs, then some larger pieces of wood.

You will require a flame. Typically this will come from a match or a lighter. Even from a torch perhaps?

Sometimes you even have to crumple up a bit of newspaper or anything that will catch fire just to get it started.
IF you want it to start that is!

An 'emotional fire pit' however is much different. It can be started with 2 people and only 1 topic. Much more basic than newspaper, twigs and larger pieces of wood.

However...you do not need fire to light it. All you require is anger, hurt and most often, loud words. Those words can be heard verbally or read in the simplicity of a single email or text. AND depending on the way it is stated can distinguish the severity of that particular fire.

Today there I was. Caught in an emotional fire pit. Strangest part is, I was sitting directly in the suns path on the other side of a window. I was already warm. I didn't need the light from the fire to see. But yet...there I was, dealing with it. If I could have written about it as it was happening I'm sure this blog would contain a very large variety of words. BUT I have had time to reflect. I have had time to evaluate. Time to really ask myself if its worth it to carry a hot coal around with me all day long.


I REFUSE to do that...

Instead I have taken action. Just as I have before. To change what I can from my end as I can control nothing but my own doing.

Its hard when you want to be in control. Its frustrating. It can make people (even myself) cold to others. It hurts. It wears on your being. On our ability to stay calm. To focus. It can create opinions. Resentment. BUT of all things 'being at a loss of control' can bring change. Maybe not in others but most definitely in ourselves. It can help us get creative in thinking of new ways of putting the fire(s) out. Possibly stop them from reoccurring.

Today that was my lesson.

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