"Happiness and sadness run parallel to each other. When one takes a rest, the other tends to take up the slack."
~ Hazelmarie Eliott ~
Sadness is sometimes an underground affair. Lingering, lurking, whispering, whining, it masks itself as anger and frustration, or whatever it chooses- maybe fear- and yet, it's just sadness: quiet and grieving some loss, or nostalgic, or wistful about missed opportunities and the way things have turned out- a kind of sweet resignation, or acute sadness for human suffering- our own, and the suffering of those we love.
It's not bad, not needing to be banished, only acknowledged and felt and possibly expressed to an appropriate other. Being human is hard, living life is challenging, and sadness is just a part of the mix.
I honor the reality of sadness in myself and others.
