Rebirth of a Man. #WQWWC

The difference two years can make in a persons life is beyond imagining. Blogging can end up being many things in your life. For me, it was a way to begin having something to do, something to wake up and ‘work’ at. For a man who’d worked his whole adult life, it was unusual to find himself in the land of nothingness, although in truth, I didn’t really know what that meant at the time. Amnesia can do that to you. It’s odd to think about what you do and do not remember.

I never had expectations from blogging. Maybe I wanted people to read my work. Originally this was to be a Christian site. With the first post it became a writer’s site. I still try to keep it along the lines of Christianity in tone and demeanor, but as goes a Christian life astray at times, so goes a blog post as well.

“When love awakens in your life, in the night of your heart, it is like the dawn breaking within you. Where before there was anonymity, now there is intimacy; where before there was fear, now there is courage; where before in your life there was awkwardness, now there is a rhythm of grace and gracefulness; where before you used to be jagged, now you are elegant and in rhythm with your self. When love awakens in your life, it is like a rebirth, a new beginning.” John O’Donohue

When I first began blogging I wrote some of the darkest poetry I’ve ever put pen to. I couldn’t write like that again if I were paid. It’s not in me. I’m a happy person now. I’m content with most of my life. I think friendship and having people care about me has changed me a lot.

I don’t dwell in the land of self-pity any longer. I don’t check in to depression hotel. I used to have a buy two nights get the third one free deal with the DH. Now, I don’t even get junk mail or spam for specials.

I’m so content that I have a hard time writing poetry at all. That may sound odd, the thinking being that maybe I would be able to write happy poems, but really it’s that I just do ‘think’ about things because they all go well right now. Well, maybe not all. When those things don’t go well now, they are even worse than my old bad days. Now I know what good is like so the bad moments are that much worse. However, I know there is another way of life than sadness.

My rebirth began two years ago, in June. I didn’t know it at the time, but looking back now I can tell it did. Two years later and it’s as though life has taken an even bigger leap into the good zone. By all rights I should be depressed at this moment, but I’m not. Things are good, real good. The outlook on life is good. Confirmations have happened. Affirmations. Other ‘tions’ I’m sure I can’t thing of at the moment.

Love is a wonderful thing to have. Rebirth in almost every way can be seen as the results of love, caring. If you need a new life, look for love. Love’s the best medicine you can find.


You can check out the other Rebirth entries  HERE, on SilverThreading.com, Colleen Chesebro’s site, my other half for the Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge. This was her week to come up with the theme.


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13 thoughts on “Rebirth of a Man. #WQWWC

  1. ‘Look for love’, yes within and in all surrounding. It is definitely there to one who is seeking it out. Beautiful post Ron, so uplifting and, as the saying goes, ‘joy shared is joy doubled’, so thanks for sharing these loving words today and I hope your joyful love multiplies with each person who reads and your happiness grows exponentially!! Melissa Xx

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  2. Oh, Ronovan! I love this!

    How you have grown! How you have blossomed! I am so grateful for you and your blog; grateful to be one of your friends along the journey! I think ‘finding yourself’ is hard to deal with. We make up tales along the way of who we ‘really’ are, but, when we are finally honest with ourselves, and face ourselves head-on, we don;t see what we want to see.

    But it’s YOU, and it’s ME, and it’s US…

    And when we finally ‘own’ who we are, and know exactly WHAT materials we have to work with, THAT’S when it all shifts gears.

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  3. Wonderful for you! Now don’t let anyone take away that love in your heart. ❤ I hope to participate in some of your prompts. I'm a bit low on time and that's not an excuse, I just am.

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  4. Ronovan, I have seen these changes in you and it has been miraculous! I am so happy for you and love the way you write now. Hugs and much continuing happiness to you! ❤

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  5. Funny that I’m in the process of writing a similar post. I may or may not post it here on my blog though. At the time of accidentally starting my blog, I too was in a very different state of mind. Didn’t know what I was writing and why. Sadness and philosophy showed up in my posts, still does. Some fellow bloggers pointed that out as well; one particular person rather mocked at me. After all, people wish to be surrounded by happy people. Very recently, like within this last month or so, things changed. But sad poems…i can write them anytime 🙂
    Yes, I remember your poems, in your unique style. Bad days shape us into fine, deep-thinking, compassionate humans…something that good days can never do. But happiness and only happiness should be the goal. So God bless you and your family, Ron!

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