Clippers put a beating on today. Just they were mentally tougher, physically stronger, and teamwork more cohesive today. One can tell by the body language by the Rockets. They were defeated. Careless fouls. Rushed shots. One announcer said, "Rockets have to look inside and see if they are beaten." Its hard to come to this realization. Not sure one has the fight in them. That first crack on the armor of invincibility. There's anger in them fouls. There is hurt and fear. Despite a good year, frustration weighted them down. Questions are whether they are good enough? Only one can say aye or nay to this. One needs to be honest. Look themselves in the mirror and know. Look inside of themselves and know.
I remember reading this comic book. It had the Thing boxing against the Champion, an Elder of the Universe with a Infinity Stone. Clearly, the battle in the ring was won. However, when faced with against the Champion, Thing bloodied and bruised. He looks up and say, "You only beaten my body. My Spirit you will never Conquer." This story always stood out to me. Just realization that One's spirit can not be broken. Not unless one allows this self-pity and despair blankets them. Having the energy sucked out of them. It takes that little crack in the Dam the wall of water will break through drowning ones in defeat.
An old wrestling coach used to preach, "One may be a better wrestler, but they will not be better shape." This one lesson seemed hard understand. Losing sucks. However, in the long run if one can't execute these great moves when times are tough, than what does it matter.
Not winning is not entirely bad. Sometimes we need a little culling. Ass kicking. Beat Down before can move on. This discovery that right now. Its not enough. The tools, the skills, the conviction are in need of hardening. Strengthen the resolve to overcome what ever challenges face them. It is foolish to think one is entirely invincible. It is the synchronicity of body, mind, and spirit. It is when all parts are working that much can be done. Yet it may not enough. One basketball player can win a few games some time; however, Hero Ball, will not win a championship. One part can compensate for others;however, this strain can become too much to overcome.
Today I felt a strain. It was in the roughness of one's voice. Heard the pain. I know something is not in sync. Today was Mother's Day. There was a breakdown. Messages failed. Communications broke. Cohesion took a hit. I fear that I know the true, unsaid reason for the break down. It has to do with Pride and unfortunate life realities. Not trusting the Truth about some situations. This denial. . .It is causing some pain. Not being told and not being trusted with some Truths it is hurtful. Putting this facade rather being truth telling.
Guess, when one is ready to let others in, they will do so. Hopefully before too much time has passed and too much strain has been endured. This is hard to hear at time. Hard to accept. However, this step is necessary. So. . .I will let things run its course. Let the river,the currents do what they do. Why? Because there are other forces more powerful than me. So I can scream at the Waves overhead crashing on me. I can make haste and pretend one can outrun time--outrun fate--outrun the end. Both are right. Both are foolish. Only History will determine what was best.
Its a Test of Faith.
