There is, in life, a natural balance. A cycle of the elements. The balance of "good and evil" as so often it’s referred too…the balance of "yin and yang", fire and water…soft hard etc. And of course, the cycle of life and death. Perhaps this is something that is balanced not only in life and the world, even the universe around us, but inside of our individual selves.
Have you noticed the very same mom, whose excitement reaches (loudly) the moon, when her child makes the “finals” is the mother that will easily knock somebodies front bumper to bits with a baseball bat? It’s the passion, the fire that she holds inside. It’s capable of being the fire and the ice. Much like your co-worker whose personality is much like that of a toothbrush…not an electric one. “Ok, that’s fine, it’s ok, the world is falling to ashes around me, but oh well.” The person you find yourself trying to PUSH to be happy when they’ve been promoted at work, or asked out by the girl of their dreams etc. Their balance carries much less strength...unless of course they are secretly a sociopath in which case...well...stay far far away. :)
In trying to understand life as a whole, I’ve been forced into researching who Melli is as a whole. That does require the untangling of each strand there is to the number of threads that make up me. I’m a passionate person. I have the ability to do anything…I don’t see any reason to not do something, or try something, or go for the world, because for me, the possible consequence is nothing compared to the more likely triumphs. I see my own balance as a force. When ignited, it’s a vicious Fire burning all obstacles. This can be both good or bad. When elated, it’s rushing Water, movement that I cannot get to the world, or my loved ones fast enough to hug them. When the days are long and dark, and I’m wrapped in a blanket reading a book, it’s Earth…a melancholy comfortable place of contentment. And when I’m excited, or anxious even, it’s Wind…it can be softly brushing my cheek with it’s calming touch, or it can be howling so loud and hard that the doors and windows begin to knock in and out…AND once in a good while, when each of these elements is called to action simultaneously…well, then that becomes Storm. Simple, graceful, powerful, strong, and showing no mercy .
Each of us carries our own levels of balance from within. This has helped me personally, in not being afraid of challenge tossed my way. It helps me keep my cool…even when on the inside I’m burning with fury. It’s only human. "The level of ones passion, is the truest level of ones balance." Having faith in yourself, and sometimes in faith itself, is always helpful. Understanding the balance, and the passion that YOU hold inside, is something that will more than astonish you...it's something that quite honestly, can change your entire life.
PS...I chopped off my hair...I am now (again) officially, a Pixi-Princess. ;)
