comfort in Rilke:

"i believe that nearly all our griefs are moments of tension. we prceive them as crippling because we no longer hear signs of life from our estranged emotions. we are alone with the strange thing that has stepped into our presence. for a moment everything intimate and familiar has been taken from us. we stand in the midst of a transition, where we cannot remain standing...

...only he who can expect anything, who does not exclude even the mysterious, will have a relationship to life greater than just being alive; he will exhaust his own wellspring of being. if we liken the existence of the individual to a room of larger or smaller size, it is evident that most people are familiar with only a corner of their room, perhaps a window seat or space where they pace to and fro. yet every uncertainty fraught with danger is so much more human. it is the uncertainty that motivated the prisioners in edgar allen poe's stories to explore the form of their terrible prisons and not be a stranger to the unspeakable horrors of their presence there...

... but we are not prisoners. there are no traps or snares set for us, and there is nothing that should frighten or torture us. we are placed into life, into the element best suited to it....we have no reasons to mistrust our world, for it is not against us. if it has terrors, they are our own terrors. if it has precipices, they belong to us. if dangers are present, we must try to love them. and fashion our life according to that principle, which advises us to embrace that which is difficult, then that which appears to us to be the very strangest will become the most worthy of our trust, and the truest...

...you must believe that something is happening to you, that life has not forgotten you, that it holds you in its hand. it shall not let you fall...

Rainer Maria Rilke

Letters To A Young Poet