Lessons come in different forms and at different points in time, they also lead to many different effects or outcomes. Lessons can be learned, seldom looked over or just blatantly ignored. A lesson can be picked up quickly or at times developed and come to reality over time, all in all, lessons area a necessary portion of life.

Lessons help people in their daily struggles and their everyday ongoing battles with the world. Lessons are a positive force in the development and maturation and overall survival of ourselves as humans. Lessons help us stay afloat in this violent and aggravated sea of abuse, deceit and hurtful things called our world. Some go through a tumultuous journey, one with many bumps and bruises.

Some tend to experience numerous losses and enormous heartache…..But in a different light, the tide turns…the lesson learner now becomes the lesson teacher. Their lessons, in turn, not only teaches them but others as well. They learn what is bad and what’s good, who is to be deemed a friend and who to deem foe. One also develops skills and abilities in order to better perceive things in advance in order to prevent repetition of failure and despair. Lessons, after consistent practice, can be played over and over agin, like watching playbacks of everyone and everything. It becomes a tool where one can learn valuable insights. It may not always be the most pleasant, or the most easiest to swallow, but in the end….these lessons help with a remarkable transformation. One emerges as a different, more resilient breed, one who is aged in the process of trail and error.

It is this metamorphosis from a battered and weathered soul, to a one of a glorious and powerful being of beauty. One that over time has been made over and beaten time and time again, having all the flaws and impurities removed. Just as a sword smith heats and pounds hot steel, folding it a thousand times ver in order to yield a sharp, pure blade free from flaws. As this process is completed and the sword is immersed in purifying waters and the steams rises likes angles into the sky. Its is removed and all that remains is the shimmering, flawless work and determination of the sword smith. For many “sword smiths” of today, it takes months, years, and many hours of blood, sweat, and tears to create the perfect “blade”.

Many continuing their work until its done and once it is finally finished they look back at their finished work, their lives and accomplishments, this piece of themselves, and smile and stand proud of what has be created. This process is likened unto a lesson learned in life, and although it may start rough, take and eternity and even lead to unpleasant times, in the end the final product is something to behold and marvel with an eternal sense of pride and joy.