Friday, 31 October 2014

The feeling inside...

There is this strange feeling inside of me, something unknown, a body unhealthy and healing energy struggling to keep up. What is this darkness that is flowing through my veins, what is this curse that has been bestowed upon me? Tomorrow I will see, what is happening inside of me.

I can feel you inside of me.

I shall fall to my knees and pray. Bow my head ever so humbly and ask for strength and healing. Where else will my strength come from if not from above?

I am stronger than the mountains and more powerful than the crashing waves.
What comes my way, I will overcome.
There is nothing that can break me down anymore.
Watch me shine.


Thursday, 30 October 2014

My depression



Dear readers,

I have been spending a lot of time in the last, oh, I would say 6 months trying to understand and mentally unwrap and unpack depression, Medically, depression is a variety of genetics and the bodies inability to produce sufficient amount of happy hormone, to sustain your mood during the day.

There are many symptoms for depression, listen on countless website and reference pages. Reading the words, written so clinically makes it seem so tame, so easy to overcome. I have experienced a deep and dark depression for many months, and have been able to regain mental stability and chemical stability, through the use of medication (which I have since stopped), a lot of mental discipline and love and support from those around me, especially to the man who was by my side. The cost to our relationship however and his well-being was the hardest hit by my state.

There is not saying what causes depression, like the books will say, it can be inherited or be genetic, however it is also very much a situational consequence. There are so many contributing factors. Work. Life. Relationships. For me was added spiritual contributions and turmoil. A single life changing event can trigger depression, or it can be a slow buildup of many things that set off the monster in our heads. Depression is an illness, it is not a mental weakness, it is not a physical weekend and should never be seen ass such. It is something that is very real and very dangerous.

It is challenging to explain what the effects are on a person who is suffering from depression, they are so varied and unique. Let me start with the complete and total lack of sustainable happiness. Personally, I struggled to stay happy. I was in a constant cycle of sadness, and any happiness that I could find was so temporary. I would have extreme and very brief highs, followed by a long and deep low. This feeling of sadness and unhappiness was all consuming - it was completely overwhelming, soon becoming the new norm. Moments that were supposed to sustain pure joy for many months were very short lived, me buying my first home, a new car, an anniversary of the man I loved, special evenings and gifts and weekends away. They were all short lived by the darkness that was so all consuming. Very few who have lived it, will truly understand what I mean by this consuming force.

The secret behind depression and understanding the all consuming effects of it, is to understand that it is such a powerful and strong mental trap - it is strong. It is very strong. It slowly becomes part of your mental processing, adding a layer of darkness to any situation. It can make you believe things that are untrue, make you act irrationally and make small problems seem completely overwhelming. It is such a dark demon. I have lived it. Looking back now on some of the challenges that has seemed so big, I feel so foolish - but comforted knowing that I am at a state of mind where I can see it now, I have identified the pattern and monster. I have regained control. It is a moment of pride for me. Positive pride.

This consuming sadness creates such doubt in your head, it can make something that is a guarantee and make it into something that makes you apprehensive and anxious. It created huge amounts of self doubt, bruising self confidence in a massive way. There is also a delightful aspect of losing complete interest in daily activities, positive habits, work and family. The drive and ambition goes from you entirely. I used to feel so helpless - entirely consumed by a problem that is very much within my ability to overcome. I remember it well actually. My behaviors changed, I started focusing and doing things that were completely against my nature and beliefs, speeding, reckless behaviour and becoming consumed by a darkness that caused so much harm I do not even want to mention it - completely irrational. I became a stranger to the man I was. My sleeping patterns became erratic and I felt constantly tired, I was short tempered and irritable. I became the monster in my own head.

My depression made me entirely unable to see achievements or blessings. I was unable to understand how blessed my life was, how much I had achieved, how much I was given. I was entirely consumed by the challenges ahead, instead of allowing myself to celebrate the victories of now. I even became unable to celebrate the victories of my friends and partner, becoming someone who gave a half-assed congratulations. I became a jealous and envious person - that was completely against my nature. I would strive for short term satisfaction and happy hormones, regardless of the consequences for those around me, mainly again, my life partner. A man like I became did not deserve what I was given.

The monster that is depression has a very special gift - the feeling of complete and utter loneliness. You feel constantly alone. In a room full of people. You are alone. Always alone in your head. Consumed by the darkness. I used to instinctively avoid social engagements, feeling uncomfortable and out of place in a situation I used to shine in. Unknown people started to become intimidating and I lost my social self. I withdrew from my family, and even my partner - I became alone.

The effects of depression on those around you, are just as severe. The people who are closest to you, a husband, a life partner, family and friends - they feel the effects also. They watch someone they love becoming a stranger and going backwards in their life path. These people, and for me it was my life partner, struggled with me daily - from a different side of the fence. Trying to make me happy, trying t o improve my mood, to understand why I am going backwards and why I had forgotten the important lessons that he had taught me. I had become a stranger, focusing on the negative of my life, becoming overwhelmed at small things, not participating in social events or helping to plan social outings and special weekends away. It seemed that I had lost interest - I didnt. I know this now. My heart breaks for he man that stood so firmly by me and could do nothing right from my point of view. I had caused him so much hurt in the process of my depression. He helped me more than any person, giving me everything and me not appreciating any of it. If it was not for him, I know that I would still be stuck in the depressive spiral. I owe him my mind.

Someone who is suffering from depression tends to hold onto something or an activity that distracts them or keeps their mind of the sadness. I focused on my partner, he became my centre and my everything. My happiness revolved around him. I became suffocating - this darkness that I had become, this monster and demon. I took all the happiness from his life also, consumed by my darkness - I was reliving old hurt, focusing like a desperate person. Thinking back now, I can hardly believe the man I was - I was pathetic really. I can honestly say though, with the understanding that I have now, I did not know any better. I was completely consumed by something I did not entirely understand or grasp. It was horrible. It was scary. I did not know how to stop it. I was completely unable to stop being consumed by negative thoughts - it was impossible. I cannot explain it, no one can. It is the demon.

Depression is a self consuming disease - it becomes you. I read an interesting article that says the more intelligent and analytical you are, the harder the effects hit you. It changes you into someone unknown, even to yourself. It bolsters insecurities, creating unimaginable realities in your life. It puts a strain on your heart, mind and even soul. You become lost in a darkness that you cannot find. It drives you to acts and obsessions that are unhealthy and damaging. Finally I understand. The effects on those around you are just as tragic, just as taxing and just as hurting - even if you cannot see it.

Readers, let me tell you something - depression is not wrong, it is not weakness, it is not a sign of an immature person or someone who is not in control of their lives. It becomes your life. It is a sickness like any other. It requires a lot of understanding, professional help and at times medication. You can overcome it - you can. I did. I write this post now, as someone who has managed to cage the beast and pray the demon away. With the massive help of my family and friends, but most importantly to the partner who stood by me. The consequences were massive, a life partner lost, a love I had became undeserved - but the lessons learned cannot be quantified. The actions are still yours, they are your responsibility and you must own up to them and apologise for the hurt and pain, understand the consequences once you are able and learn the lessons and change. The consequences on my relationship was possible the worst - but I am not scared to admit it openly and have tried to apologise as best as I can, even if I did fail at times.

Depression is a lifelong struggle, it will be with you forever, but it does not have to consume your life once you understand the beast and the monster - once you regain the self control. Once you start focusing on the blessings, focus on them daily and often. Get medication. Speak to a professional. You are not alone. Ever. Believe in that. There is always someone that cares. When you have moments and days where the demon has broken free of it's cage, force yourself back into a space of control. You are always in control, once you realise you are in control.

Look at me now, readers. I am stronger than the mountains. More powerful than the sea. You can overcome depression - you can fight the demon and be the person you are meant to be. I am almost there. Every day I am stronger. Every day I am returning back to the man I used to be, the man who deserves the love as pure as I had, who deserves the dedication of friends that I have and deserves the blessings that have been bestowed.

I will be forever grateful for the life-love that supported me and sacrificed itself, for the family that supported my and my friends that always listened.

Be strong readers. Be strong and be proud.
We are not weak.
Fight! Win!
Always get up if you fall.
Love hard.
Regain control.

Yours,
Ry





Wednesday, 29 October 2014

This is me...

Dear readers!

This is me...

Although I have fears in my head, it will never let it get the better of me anymore. I am in control of what goes on in my mind. A strange something is happening in my body, creating a weakness yet unknown, but I am in control of my body - I will nourish it, take care of it and make sure it serves me to the best. If alone I have to face this unknown foe, then so I shall - I am thankful for the prayers received. I will light a candle and bend my head and put my comfort in the One unknown.

My chakras are balanced, my trance is strong. My energy is depleted and a healing blessing I do need, but will receive it from someone who is willing to - yet still I stand, stronger than the mountains of the earth. I have loved with my all, endlessly loved, hopelessly loved - harder and stronger than the foundations of the earth - he deserves my endless love, even if I do not deserve his. Although my heart feels broken - feel how strong it beats.

My faith in God is stronger than ever, my belief is boundless and my destiny is my own. The plan that God may have for a single soul may be very unknown, but I believe that the best will be and happen for me. I am a dreamer and for now will stand alone in my moment of darkness, my blessing will be seeing the dawn before the rest of the world. I am strong. I am boundless. The waves of the ocean fuel the very fabric of my heart, the flow of my energy, the amount of my love.

My smiles hide my sadness, my eyes betray my soul. Tears are shed behind closed doors, wetting the floor by my feet - watch the purple rose grow. Look at me go. Look at me shine. Look at me rise. I may not deserve his love or life, but I deserve His love and life endlessly.

My blessings counted. My body will heal. My mind will calm. I am blessed.

Stronger than the mountains, love as vast as the ocean, hair the colour of the desert sands.

This is me.

I am Ry.

:)

Tuesday, 28 October 2014

Dear self

Dear self,

The final words has now been spoken. What is left to do? You have apologised for your mistakes, you have acknowledged your shortcomings, you have declared your love - yet still he chooses to walk away. From everything we were, everything we could be - the sparks of light drawn to each other, the twin souls merged. Everything and more than we had prayed for our entire lives.

Our mistakes were the same, our pain felt - the same. Betrayal from both sides. Forgiveness it seems, from one. Is he so intent on holding onto the pain, the ego and the pride that he are willing to focus only on that which has gone wrong, instead of taking my hand and walking towards the good? Our pain is as real to ourselves as it can be, the hurt is undeniable. Sadness remains in all both of our hearts, the heartbreak is still so fresh. Sadness of the soul. Yet love remained.

Oh how I do understand the needs of your soul, the needs of your mind and the reasoning behind your actions, can you truly say the same? Perhaps you can. My actions caused you harm, but then again so did yours. Our pain is the same. The anger will go in time, stop assuming the worst and listen to my words - I have made this mistake, it leads to dark things. Yet love remained.

How big a betrayal had I not forgiven? How big a heart ache had I not replaced with love.

Did I also not give in abundance and offer all of myself?

I am not the darkness that you assume me to be.

The fear of health is weighing on my mind. The concern for a future is near. Yet my strength remains, my body stands tall and my lips smile. Yes I can align my chakras and regain my spirit balance, but who now will bless me?

God always provides what we need. It is His way.

Always he will be my soul companion and love. I will take your hand and walk towards the light - if you would allow me.

There is nothing left to say,
There is nothing left to do,
There is nothing left.

Ry

Monday, 27 October 2014

On reflection...



Dear readers,

This weekend I had some time to reflect on the recent months and overview of years. It has been one hell of a journey. I have felt my world crumble around me and my heart break next to a bathtub, only to put it back together and have it happen again. I have forgiven many times and endlessly. I have loved enough to fight and fight for who I wanted. I have overcome pain in ways I never expected. Yet here I stand. There I was, on the open. It is staggering. The power that love gave me, the strength within myself. I have degraded myself and taken a lot on myself, put my pride aside and bowed my head - all for love - but that is not the way of love. Now I stand proud, standing strong, flying the flag for love. Believing in love and having faith in it's ultimate power.

The journey, dear reader has been staggering and filled with so much blessing. Blessed beyond measure. Loving without boundaries. Strength in prayer. Faith of the ocean. Strong. Strong. Strong.

A drink (coffee at this time) to the journey.
Be strong reader! Take the lessons from your tough times, learn and grow.
Make mistakes. Forgive mistakes. Always learn.
Let love show you the way - it is, after all, divine.
Ry

Sunday, 26 October 2014

In and Out of Time (Adapted)



The sun has come.
The mist has gone.
We see in the distance...
our long way home.
I was always yours to have.
You were always mine.
As you were broken on the floor
I lay with you and called you mine
We have loved each other in and out of time.
When the first stone looked up at the blazing sun
and the first tree struggled up from the forest floor
As trust was broken time again
I had always loved you more.
You saw me bludgeoned by circumstance.
Lost, injured, hurt by chance.
You saved my life and gave my time
I screamed to the heavens....loudly screamed....
Trying to change our nightmares into dreams...
You turned away and went to darkness
A lighthouse cannot shine underground
The sun has come.
The mist has gone.
We see in the distance our long way home.
Did I not forgive your mistakes each time
What then makes mine such a strain
I was always yours to have.
You were always mine.
We have loved each other in and out
in and out
in and out
of time

The sea



Here I am alone again
Its just You and me
Here by the sea
The waves are crashing
The energy builds
I give to You what is in me
The waves all consuming
It's setting me free.

Now, finally I see
That the breaths are counting down for me
The waves are crashing
The energy builds
Alone again, here by the sea
Here I sit, just You and me.

Saturday, 18 October 2014

My prayer lamp



In my home, I have a special place dedicated to my religious beliefs. A sacred place where I pray, where I sit and focus my conversations with God. From here stems the spiritual heart of my home. My protection. My peace. My prayer lamp. With a comforting fire burning and incense to waft my prayers into the universe.

At this place stands a vase with a white rose, dedicated to my dear grandmother – the wisest of all woman. A red rose for the magic of love and the love of God for me. A ribbon of purple and green, for the safe travels of the one I love. A symbol of brotherhood given to me by my sister also hangs proudly by my lamp. Beads of prayer gifted to me, smelling to beautifully of Sandalwood. There stands also a tube of pewter that contains only my favourite of incense – a treasured gift.

The reasons for these objects to stand in my sacred space, is that they mean something to me – something deep and extremely personal. They belong in a safe place. The safest place in my house.

That is where my heart is, where God is.

Recently I have added my most precious of memories, my most precious of prayers on this lamp. Standing on the left side. A photo of me and the man that I love. We are no longer together. By my lamp stands the first photo ever taken of us together. Adorned by a wooden cross given to me as a gift – a reminder of my faith in God and His might. At the foot of this picture stands a titanium ring, my strength, my endurance and my might. All 3 together represent the value of this memory. Precious gifts and the most precious of memory. All standing proudly together in my sacred space. Surrounded by God and the universe. My blessing of love and happiness on it always. The light of the fires lighting up and flickering across the splendor of this simple display.

In an envelope, surrounded my letters of love and gifts that will shine and glitter forever, are the rest of my memories. Safely put away for me to see. For me to remember. For me to cherish.

In my home, I have a special place dedicated to my religious beliefs. A sacred place where I pray, where I sit and focus my conversations with God. From here stems the spiritual heart of my home. My protection. My peace. My prayer lamp. With a comforting fire burning and incense to waft my prayers into the universe. That is where you stand. Where we stand. 

Nothing else matters.

Tuesday, 14 October 2014

Rage, rage against the dying of the light...



Dear readers,

I have been fighting. Fighting hard against the dying of the light. Fighting for who I want, fighting for what I want. Racing against the dying of the light. Stood on the mountains and confessed my sins to God. Shouted at myself for the mistakes I have made. Changing the inferior man into the worthy man. Raging against the dying of the light.

Thought walls are up and defences high, the wires electric and the sharp words cut - I will continue to rage against the dying of the light. Fighting for what I know is right. Can you not see, behind those closed doors, behind those walls so high, the fighting I endure? The blood is running and my fingers raw, but fight I will fight, against the dying of the light.

Rage, rage, rage against the dying of the light. Rage until there is nothing left, no more fight to give and no more strength to go, fight for what I need and want till I cannot anymore.

"Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way, Do not go gentle into that good night."

Never is it too late to win the fight. Never go gently into the good night. Rage, rage against the dying of the light. You are mine and I was yours, through space and time, our hearts beat as one, I will rage against the dying of the light. I will fight against the barriers set. Shed blood for the goal to be met. Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

What is required from me, shall be. But rage I shall, against the dying of the light.

Dont give up readers.
Ry

Monday, 13 October 2014

I have seen, I have felt, I have listened


Finally I have been humbled with true empathy.

To truly see through the eyes of another, to not "see" but through my own glasses. To see the situation for what it really is.

To listen with the ears of another, so humbling and so scary. To hear the pain of the words you have spoken, to hear the misunderstanding and to hear the words unsaid.

To feel with the heart of another, I have felt, the betrayal and the pain. The hurt and the emotion. The anger and resentment. I have felt.

Have you?
Ry

Sunday, 12 October 2014

Frustration

My frustration, so big and powerful. A feeling of hopelessness and powerlessness. Such frustration.

You know that feeling when you have the answer to something, to a problem, the solution to a puzzle or to anything in life really, but the power does not rest with you to make the decision - there is this frustration that builds up inside you. This wave of emotions that flow with it. It can bring you to tears and make you seem so irrational - and perhaps it makes you irrational. I can only speak from my own experiences.

I have been so frustrated in recent weeks and months, frustrated and powerless to change something, to fix and mend a relationship. Moments of feeling content for having the answer, knowing that I will always be wiser and better in knowing the answer to my problem. Then new information is obtained and new directions noted and noticed and that frustration swells up again, bringing with it the emotions. The whole cycle is very frustrating actually. I am sure you all have experienced that in your own lives? Parents often feel it with their children and the mistakes that the children make and are on the way to making - I sympathise with my poor mother. I get it now. That frustration. It is horrible. I recall now the mistakes that she warned me about, before I made them, yet in my stubbornness I refused to accept and it bit me in the ass.

What is there to do? When you teach and the pupil does not want to learn? Let that frustration eat you alive, or do you simply rest in the fact that you have done all that you can? All you can do is keep praying, keep looking up, dig deep and be brave and bold.


The trick is to never stop teaching. Never stop trying to teach, everyone and anyone who is willing to listen, always forgive the pupils who come back. If I remember correctly my mom always gave me comfort and told me she loved me - even if I made a mistake she tried to teach me about. That is the approach that I will take. Always love. Always keep teaching. Dont let the frustration get to you, rest in the fact that you have the knowledge, that you will change what needs to change and keep teaching. A true teacher, like a mother, never gives up on their children, and will teach the same lesson endlessly until it is understood.

My frustration, dear readers, will surely be there, but I will continue to teach. I will never let my frustrations stop me from teaching. From achieving. From getting the world that I desire and the lessons that come with it. Perhaps my lessons will help someone to achieve the world that they are looking for. All I can do is try.

Dont be frustrated people. Know what is in your control and what is not. Let go of what you have no control over and leave that to the universe. Keep learning. Keep teaching. Never let frustration become the reason you stop. In work, love, family or life. Never give up!

Strongs my readers!
Always!

Friday, 10 October 2014

Peace



In that moment between rage and sadness there is a small window of absolute peace. It is in that space where God dwells in all His glory. In that space is where love is truly the strongest. In that balance of heaven and earth you find the inner peace required to forgive all, to smile from the put of your stomach and be happy in all things. In that space, where only God and the best of universal energy dwells, where you can find happiness, where you can find hope and good in everyone.

Forgive whole-heartedly.
Love without limits.
Be faithful in all things.
Learn from mistakes.
Change what is wrong.
Become the best of you.

Be at peace, listen to the words of God, the tips from the Universe. Believe in the power greater than yourself and have faith in the journey. Only when you are truly quiet will you hear the voice of God.

Sunday, 5 October 2014

2 months today

It has been 2 months today since our relationship was ripped from my life. Today is also our anniversary day. Happy once anniversary dear man! Time has not dulled the pain of loss in my heart. Time has not dulled the love I feel for you. Time has only taken away the superficial feelings of pain and hurt - at least!

I miss you today like I cannot describe - everything I see reminds me of you. The sun is not shining as brightly as it used to, the sky is not as blue as it used to be and food somehow tastes bland today. I miss you TVK. I miss you. I love you and am in love with you. Let go of what once was, and focus on what could be... Let me love the pain away, let me prove to you that you are worthy of receiving it. Lets change what we should change to be better men for each other.

I love you - so much!


Wednesday, 1 October 2014

Untitled.

I write a post today that is untitled. There is no title that can describe this post. This posts finds me having put my pride aside, put my ego aside and be brutally honest with you, the world and universe.

Last night, after an intense prayer and meditation, although painful,  I surrendered entirely. It was time for me. In that moment of surrender, when I accepted what was - I received the clarification for the past. It is strange - Oprah mentioned once, that when you have done all you can do, begged, bargained and pleaded, there is nothing else to do but surrender to a power higher than yourself. Once you do that, you will receive what God, the universe has planned for you.

It seems that last night was my moment. Only when I truly could feel myself release and surrender did I received what I was ready to receive at that time. All I had prayed for, was for the man I love to love me again, to come back to me again, for us to be together again. This nagging feeling inside my heart and soul told me our story was not complete.

I know my worth and my value to this world, I am on a path of discovering my true purpose and being the man I am supposed to be on this earth. I have discovered many things, learned many lessons, felt many emotions and deal with many things, to say that I am a different man now than 6 months ago is truly an understatement. The two can hardly be compared.

The truth that I realised last night, the clarity that I received - the words that I finally listened to and understood - hit me hard. It knocked my breath away and I felt ashamed. I am filled with regret and with guilt at the actions from my relationship, from both parties. God had to bring me to my knees, to humble me in front of Him, to show that my pride is nothing more than a roadblock. I had to truly accept some harsh truths about myself and about my ex partner. The insecurities that haunted us, that caused us to become strangers, fears that became greater than love itself.

The road we were travelling, without a map, without guidance, was only setting us up for this eventuality. How can we have ever been enough for each other, when we never told each other what we needed from each other. How could we be enough when we never guided each other. How could we know what to do or not to do, without that information. We have been setting ourselves up for failure. We failed love. Love never failed us.

No one can be expected to know what to do, when they have not yet been told what to do. They will never meet expectations if they are not clarified. I fucked up. Big time. I admit that, humbly. I bare as much of the blame.

Much needs to be said. Pride and ego must be put on the line. Guidance accepted as guidance and not attack. A change to fix. A chance to change. A chance to be better than ever before. Or a chance to say a final goodbye. All I can do is try, to humble myself in front of the man I love.

Dear readers, love cannot fail. Love is the ultimate force of nature, it is the fabric of our existence and the bond that we have with all forces of the universe. It is our link to creation. Love cannot fail. People can fail. I failed. We failed.

Be blessed,
Ryno