The weight of the world
Maybe I've taken on too much
You know, for a while now I’ve been working on my stiff neck and shoulders. This morning I was doing nothing special, when it hit me: Maybe I have been taking on too much weight of the world as my problem to solve.
Maybe it is time for me to give all those single pieces back to whomever they belong. To return them to their sender. I even might have been unconsciously collecting all those pieces for some future moment, when I will be solving them.
I think I need to be honest to myself: I will not solve most of them. They are not mine and they are too great in number. Maybe I even built my identity around collecting other people’s problems and it is time for me to surrender this part of me to move on.
Therefore I offer this prayer: Universe, I ask, that all of the problems of other people, which I’ve collected over the years, are returned to their owner. I thought, being the problem-solver made me useful and probably even the only way of being lovable. I realize, I’ve gone too far and I’ve taken on too much. I surrender the belief of me only being lovable, when I solve other people’s problems to you. I accept my role as witness and guide, while other people solve their problems by themselves.
Thank you, Julia