when hate is too much, try indifference

Hate is poisonous.

Hate sets your soul ablaze. It seethes and festers. Hate falls down upon the accuser, rarely the accused. Hate is depleting.

I know two people that spent millions in their divorce. The money didn’t mean anything to them. One was a high profile lawyer, the other a heart surgeon. Two angry dragons spewing hot flames back and forth.

“Would you hurt your ex like that if you could?”

I asked M. He said he didn’t care enough to bother.

“True,” I reflected. “Plus, it’s so easy. You don’t have to spend a million dollars to attack your ex. I just have to let it slip that I once walked into her hallway entry, and she’d have to move houses.” It’s petty, but it’s true.

…it’s funny, but indifference seems to piss people off more.

Breathe. Just breathe. Like Danielle in Ever After. I am a princess. I can fly. I am a gentle, meandering, bubbling creek. I am dark waves, ebbing and flowing. I am yin and yang.

I want to loose hell as the dark Phoenix. But I can’t. Because it wouldn’t do me any good. So for now I snap, burst…anger dissipates…and the next day I start anew. But every day I get better. Every day I get closer to being my inner Queen, ruling benevolently over my realm.

Patience, young padowan.

Karma, as they say, is a bitch. But not a ravaging harpy. A chillingly calculating vixen. Trust me. You do not want to be on the wrong end of her gaze.

Yes, the slow victory is agonizing. Your reward is the surety of the successful outcome.

Pray you never are so fortunate as to drink that heady elixir.

….and breathe.

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