Do you know people who seem jaded as life goes on?
The more challenges they go through; the more time passes, the more they seem to lose that spark?
When we experience the world around us, it can very often seem like external things have the power to take something from us.
Dreadful news, the economy, trauma, mounting bills, familial stress, being repeatedly rejected; time itself.
Humans use clever metaphors to emphasise the sense that circumstances can steal from us:
‘It took a lot out of me,’ like we physically lose something to the ether.
‘I am drained of energy,’ as though energy that leaves us cannot be replaced.
‘I feel burnt out,’ as though we are a filament with a shelf life.
But is it true that things deplete us and dim our light?
In a very physical sense, we exert energy, yes.
But I now know that for as long as I am alive and as long as I refuel myself physically, life cannot take anything from me.
It really can’t.
We all have a flow of energy running through us, animating us. It is the same energy of aliveness that runs through all alive things.
