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Originally Posted by Tha-Emissary
"Handling Rejection" or "Wagging Perseverance!"
Rejection is just that simple, a word. A word we give to much credit when it comes to failing. We ourselves determine how a word is defined. If you are rejected you can define it one or two ways. First, you can let it penetrate like a insulin shot and let it run wild on your roller-coaster veins inside until you're screaming with defeat. Since we cannot handle it as men and women we could take it like a dog!
We all know that dogs are known for tearing crap up. Just the other day my dogs annihilated the weather wrapping around some pipes to our outdoors water pump and broke them. In return for my now hellfire water trouble I threw a freezing bucket of water on them. They were like saturated hairy sponges after the great toss. Yet, they twisted around as if to dance and then shook the liquids off and continued to come towards me with tongues slinging happy in the cool wind.
There's a message here. We too don't have to let rejection take hold of our dreams or goals. Like the dogs we so love we must rebound the instant rejection is thrown like a bucket of water towards us. Only then will we be able to know man's best friend's joy of perseverance and secure our journeys towards our heart's desires.
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Wow, CJ. At first I wondered what your point was. Were you ranting and raving over a rejection letter? Did a friend hurt you? Get turned down for a job? I wasn't sure what to make of it at first.
Then I read the second paragraph. The first part of it with dogs tearing up your outdoor water pump, you tossing freezing water on them and the water soaking into their coats like sponges, them shaking off the water as if in dance. The images there are quite vivid. I've seen dogs running like that, tails wagging, tongues hung to the side as if there wasn't enough room in their mouths for it.
It was the message, the second part of that paragraph, which gave the reason for this essay. Rejection is a part of life. It's like the freezing water you threw on the dogs. We have to shake off its effects and get on with our lives.
I gotta say, CJ, great essay! I love it!
hugs,
Gail
