Certainly if we didn't wish to control our world, the events and people in our lives, then we would be at peace. How much of our pain and suffering stems from our intense need for things to be different? Out way through life should not be difficult---but it is. The fact is that our lives are filled mostly with picking and choosing---"I want this, but not that". And because things are not anything other than the way they really are, we suffer. We believe, mistakenly, that we would be happier if others would behave differently or if the world would accommodate us with fewer demands. Our collective tendency to imagine how much better or worse our lives would be in the future if certain conditions are met.
This Christmas I was surround by my family. And as I look at my mom and dad and I realize that they quite literally, be dead tonight, it puts things into a different perspective. It makes it difficult to stay mad or fill you mind with all the reason for remaining resentful.You have to enjoy the NOW. You have them NOW ....be grateful. Be thankful. To live a life where "heart" is pritoritized is a magnificent way to approach one's life. When "heart" isn't our top priority, it's tempting to live our lives believing that the goal is to "set it up right" and to manipulate the world and our circumstances so that we can be happy. We imagine, consciously or unconsciously, that it's possible to have a life that is set up so perfectly that there are not frustrations, and no one who will bother or disappointe us.
It's our thinking, not our circumstance, that creates much of our stress. As soon as we describe and think about stress as coming from somewhere other than from our own thinking, we automatically set ourselves up to experience more of that stress. It's important to acknowledge that no one is happy all the time. I'm certainly not, nor have I ever met anyone else who is. What you must do is that when you are feeling down, don't treat it like an emergency. What goes down usually comes back up.
There is a little voice that keeps piping up during the silences and raising the same litany of disturbing question--"Is this all there is?--This home, this mate, this job, this life? Time is running out, A portion of my life is already over. Shouldn't things be better? Why is it that our minds and bodies change so much during a lifetime, but something in us remains essentially ourselves? Each human soul is the footprint of God. Deep inaide a part of us is still only six year old and want nothing more than a little raspberry jam. Our soul want one thing, our mask personality quite another. The voice told me in no uncertain terms that I'd better stop kidding myself, that all my experience wasn't worth a damn unless I did something constructive with it. It told me, I'd been giving opportunities already and had muffed them. We all have a choice to make concerning which side we're on,it said. And you have to make the choices too. But coping with the fact that nothing much is happening at all. Only the old workdays, sing along routine. While we may not come face to face with imminent death often, neither do we usually undergo sudden, dramatic turning points that reshape our lives.
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