What is real?
The list is short.
Everything else is…
Living in the NOW means to be ever working toward self tuning
Knowing fully that “it” will never quite be perfect
And that this truth
Is the point.
What’s the goal?
What’s the point of this activity?
Is it pure survival?
Or are we working toward something?
Some sense of accomplishment.
One of substance and meaning.
Or just coasting?
Dreading the bottom of the hill.
Because we can see it in the distance.
And we know that eventually our momentum will wane and the wheels will come to a stop.
The alternative being a life in gear.
One with a destination.
One with drive.
One with twists and turns and obstacles to negotiate.
One with roadblocks and challenges to our patience, ingenuity and savvy.
With learning opportunities at every curve.
Coast down a steep enough hill and your brakes, no matter how resilient will eventually overheat.
And the park ranger of life wielding a temperature gun will wave you off the road to cool them for a bit.
While those climbing are learning all the way.
Working toward the top.
What is pain but an opportunity to reflect?
A chance to pair what otherwise feels good any healthy
With a state which is quite the opposite.
Pain is the ebb to a normal flow.
The proverbial down to the desired up,
Each making the other possible.
At least in our perception.
All a matter of perception.
Imagine for a moment that your entire existence is just a vibration.
A ripple in time and space
And that you resonate
According to the ebb and flow
Of the universe
Imagine for a moment that your inherent vibration is under your control
And that by electing to work on certain elements of this existence you can steer the physiology which makes up the “you” that you think exists.
What then could you do with this new realization and control?
Could you mold and mend and formulate a life of your choosing?
Just by cultivating and strategically guiding your own vibration?
Hint: the answer is always YES.
When every day is payday
And we adjust that which we value
We find that the coffers are full
Or perhaps not
And we can alter our plan
Change our trajectory
Because if we only check in with our accounts periodically
And fail to diversify our investments
We wind up stagnant and struggling
Instead of basking in our Universal right to abundance.
This life seems less and less like a chess game of strategy and cunning and more like a mindful mountain climb wherein skill and care and chance play a much larger role.
As the temptation to “know” the right moves grows within, a realization of powerlessness pervades. But not in a negative or fatalistic fashion. More like that of a refreshing release; one of surrender and faith and awareness.
To spend life energy working to anticipate the next “correct” step is to sacrifice the chance of actually embracing the process and trusting in the inherent goodness of the Universe.
We train. We plan. And we learn our craft but in the moment we must act. We must step into the arena and risk pain and ridicule and failure. We must try our hand and learn from mistakes if ever we expect to achieve some semblance of peace. Some morsel of greatness.
And greatness is our true destiny. Greatness in life. Greatness in spirit. Greatness in all that we attempt with our hearts open and our minds focused.
Spread thin across myriad distractions, our focus refracts and loses its inherent powers. Powers which when trained and practice prove to be the ultimate tool and arsenal against mediocrity.
And therein lies the ultimate challenge:
To brush up against greatness as a half hearted attempt or what’s worse, to watch from afar in a comfortable seat of spectatorship?
Or to step faithfully upon the path ahead, one bit at a time ever learning along the way and adjusting. Adapting. Growing.
There is no “right” decision.
Of this I am certain.
Only that we forge ahead with heart and focus affixed upon that which truly matters.
All else is trivial pursuit.
” I don’t want ____________”
” When I ___________ I’ll be happy”
” I need ____________”
” I am _____________”