We are lost in this place. We strain to find the path; we find illusion and mirage.
This place becomes familiar; it begins to feel homey and friendly. We can party, fulfill desires, we can do what ever we please. We are drawn to the fruits of this jungle. Yet, somehow, we know it is not home.
This place becomes dangerous without warning. We become abandoned, lonely, ashamed. We seek comfort in the jungle but it withdraws. The fruit is suddenly bitter. We try to hack our way through the vines and weeds. The obstacles are endless and ever renewing.
This place is cold.
We cannot escape. To find the path out – it cannot be done. It must be shown to us – We must be saved.
We acknowlege this. We surrender to our fate – it is beyond our power to find the path.
A Compass is found …
You swing best when you have the fewest things to think about. ~Bobby Jones
It’s easy not to notice the mind and emotional fog. It sneaks up on you.
The atmosphere, not the weather or oxygen, but the atmosphere of click bate, deadlines, social media distractions, binge tv, binge drinking, dieting, shopping, traffic, getting ahead…STOP!!
We need clarity. What can we do to slowly but surely bring clarity back into our daily deal.
James Clear It’s funny how peoples names often coincide with what they do – that’s another post. James has made it his mission to recognize and help bring clarity and focus back into our lives. He’s onto something – check him out.
Event without reading Mr. Clear, the following can be good first steps:
- Pick a day a week to donate or trash something you haven’t used in last year. And get rid of it – instant feel good.
- REMOVE Facebook from your phone. Just your phone – you will not miss it.
- Create a repeatable morning routine – what ever that is for you that sets you off on the right foot. This takes some trial and error. It’s worth it.
- Sleep – ideally, go to bed early enough so that you don’t need an alarm clock- May not be possible, but if you can, it will be a huge payoff to your clarity. At least, figure out how to average 7 hours minimum.
- Practice Saying NO! Say NO to anything that doesn’t fit into your goals and current purpose, direction. Say No – it’s ok.
- Drink Less Alcohol – this can be really difficult at first, it may change who you hang out with – after 30 days, you mind will be clearer and you will feel better and your friendships may be about more than drinking.
Simplify where ever you can and practice being present and clear. Become aware of what that feels like and remove that in your life that disrupts it.
Elegance is a flow that is natural,
It doesn’t try, it doesn’t compare, it doesn’t worry…
Never complicated, Elegance only maintains what is necessary to achieve it’s purpose
Elegance is form that draws from the Devine; reflects the eternal harmony.
Elegance is rare. Yet you can see it in a sunrise or in a child’s’ generosity.
To be Elegant, you must be your pure self and selfless, it is not effort but very difficult to achieve.
Agent Oranges’ high thrown~
Greed, power, lust, wealth, pride, deceit,~
There sits but an ass!
Getting older now~
Senses, emotions, time, change~
Less edges between.
It’s time to party!
Drinks, rich food, luxury…ahh!
Morning wisdom; a new day.
As a boy I never thought of Saints as strong men. From my perspective they were odd, usually poor, meek, they didn’t care about power, physical strength, wealth, fame. These were all the things I DID care about.
Even though I had a strong attraction to God and spiritual concepts I gradually moved closer to things of this world. Saints were not something that interested me other than to acknowledge that they were Saints; some unachievable status granted by the Church.
Then, the world turned on me, as it usually does. In very difficult circumstances, I realized what friendship really meant. I realized that this world is temporary, not just in the life or death sense, but even more so. It is temporary by circumstance. One day you are healthy and successful, interesting and sought after – and overnight you find yourself very sick, weak, unable to defend, so you are taken advantage of, betrayed and in need of Mercy.
Saints, of which I am certainly far from, have a different, permanent strength. They are there when the world turns on us. They can be called on for Mercy. They love us unconditionally, no matter our circumstances. They can be beaten, tortured, burned alive and they do not change.
Saintly Strength is true Strength. This Strength is offered to us. It is not easy to receive but it’s there when we needed it – all we need to do is humbly ask.
Please let me know your thoughts…