"If building structure is defining the space within which things can happen, the appropriate use of discipline is to build and maintain that structure — and then let go of what happens within it."
That is always the hard part, isn't it? Letting go. Moving on. Growing up. I see a picture of me now that doesn't include false promises, groveling, or belittling. I am strong because I have built my structure to endure much more than anyone can know. On a daily basis, I endure much more than most people can handle in a lifetime. I don't say that to be arrogant; I say it because it is true. Walk a mile in my shoes before you tell me that you know where I'm at. My structure is solid because I made sure there were no leaks or cracks when it was built. And I do the best I can to maintain that structure. Sure, I fall short sometimes, but I am doing my very best to maintain my holy structure.
And whatever happens inside, whatever whirlwind I am having today, that is Her will. And I consciously give it up to Her. She cannot take away my pain - emotionally or physically - but She can give me the will and the fortitude to endure it. The light at the end of the tunnel is not a freight train, but the path to heaven. I hear the voice of God(dess) in my head again (I tuned Her out for so long), and She tells me to stand up strong and straight, true and honored. Because I am not unworthy. I am not broken. My structure stands firm, a holy temple, within which I can hear Her voice again. And I am blessed to hear it.
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