Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Musings on life...

I was replying to a blog earlier today and ended up writing a rather large chunk. I thought it to be coherent enough to be included here as blog entry:


"I think that life, here and now, is exactly as it "should" be. I think that it is the product of more than just what I've done. Rather the product of what my friends, my family, my government, my society, stretching back through the generations to the dawn of time have done. I think life, this world in which we live, is an extention of all of us - our hopes and dreams, our successes, our failures, and our beliefs. Looking too long at one aspect of one life causes me to lose focus on the beauty of the tapestry as a whole - a single point on a single thread is rather boring and unattractive when taken out of context.

The interesting thing to me is that no matter whether I am afraid and feel inadequate to a situation or supremely confident and capable, the results, in the world around me are largely beyond my control. I simply focus on doing my best to show up for whatever life throws me every day. If I can find someone to help, even in the smallest way, I can forget, for a moment the maelstrom inside my head and proceed without fear.

I no longer spend a lot of energy planning for the future. Rather, I wake up everyday and show up, to the best of my ability, for the adventure that is life every day. I listen to my inspiration more and more and it has led me without fail to what I "should" be doing moment to moment, hour to hour, and day to day."


I didn't realize until after I had written this that I had failed to apply the priciples I espouse here in my own life today. I've been running around with a constant, low level of anxiety all day. Not your full on, shitball crazy panic mind you, just nervous and anxious. The beauty is this, and it works this way every time in my world, as soon as I quit focusing on my BS and got on with trying to help somebody else, I began to feel peace. I don't really know why it works and, I suppose, I don't really care - it works if I can just get out of the way.

RCS

4 Comments:

At 8:38 AM, Blogger Dave Morris said...

Interesting, Robert. Wise words, I'm printing and slapping them on my fridge. If you don't mind!

 
At 12:46 PM, Blogger Ad astra per aspera said...

I desperately need to slap these words on my forehead. For some reason wisdom refuses to seep in my muddled brain.
Thanks for commenting on my post. Your words really encouraged me a lot.
I always get entangled at a single point with a single thread. Hope to focus on the larger tapestry of life.

 
At 4:23 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

My only real comfort is the conviction that life is temporary.

 
At 3:48 AM, Blogger Weary Hag said...

What a creed to live by... if only I could. (words spoken by one who has suffered the torture of severe panic disorder for most of her adult life)
"Don't worry about it...it'll work out" was something I had to force myself to impress upon my young daughter while she was growing up. Somehow, it worked ~ if only someone taught me about life using that same theme.
Excellently written piece, Robert!

 

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