Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Tip of the Iceberg...
When you are struggling in your life, why does it seem that everything negative wants to jump on that band-wagon and cause the tires to go flat? Don’t they see that my hands are already full with the first crappy situation? Where are their deconstructive manners? Why can’t they go and find someone else to pander to? Can’t they see my threshold is bent to the breaking point?
Yeah, we all have these “sucky” situations; you know the ones that morph from irritating pebbles to boulders of discontent. Can’t they see that the mud-balls they keep pelting us with are sticking? Hey, that one nailed me in the eye!
Of course, they can; because just like a magnet, our consciousness draws to us that which we cling to. When we are up to our ears, treading water in the pool of our muck and mire, we can’t hear or see anything else. No matter how loud our saving grace is yelling or how many ropes are thrown to us; we are so panicked with what is happening to us, that we can’t recognize our authentic truth.
Just look at our stories we anxiously rush around telling people. My aching back, I only make so much money, I can’t afford it, I’ve been diagnosed with (fill in the blank), so and so did such and such to me, or I have nobody, there are no jobs. We have been taught and conditioned to accept that when the wheel falls off the wagon more crap is coming. It’s the tip of the iceberg. Right? You know that saying. Why? Why do we have to believe in such a thing? Why is it that when something uncomfortable or unbearable happens we just know, with every cell of our body, that there is another shoe waiting to drop? And what the hell does that mean? Oh, and the death comes in three thing, please…let’s face it, death comes when it wants to.
We must learn to look beyond events that seem to define us at the moment and know that we are so much bigger than the situation at hand. We are the painters of our lives, and what we present to the world will shape how we live in it. It is our creative intention that we must learn to listen to; that still small voice that keeps yelling at us in the back of our heads. Our problem is that we are so twisted and tangled in our downtrodden stories, our heads are so full of fear and anger that we can’t hear the voice of our hearts telling us everything is going to be okay. Instead of going into the closet of our minds and listen to the silence for answers, we struggle in the fight or flight mode, screaming profanities the entire time. Why must we do that?
If one person can pull themselves up by their bootstraps and crawl out of the swamp of discontent, so can anyone of us. The only difference between the one who pulls themselves out of the crap and the one, who stays stuck, is the power of decision.
Once we truly decide to change our thinking, change the way we look at life, we will see the answers. Our consciousness will expand and we will see that the Universe isn’t conspiring against us that in fact, it is waiting for us to reach out and bask in its greatness. When we realize that we are all interconnected we will experience a shift in consciousness and our old stories of woe will evolve to stories of celebration. We will suddenly look at old events that seemed like sink holes and recognize them for the bumps in the road that they were.
We need to stop looking at the world like it is against us and start knowing the world is what we make it. What are we putting out to the people around us? Are we celebrating our greatness? Hey trust me, it’s a lot easier said than done. I know how hard it is when we are struggling to fight the current of paralyzing fear; but the moment we stop fighting, stop swimming against the riptide and retrain our thoughts to focus on the greatness within us; recognizing the true power we have to change our lives; the turbulent storms will give way to the still waters of peace.
We must stop blaming and start knowing. Know that we are a mighty moving force in this world. Know that what we hold in our thoughts become our realities. Stop coming from fear and start living from love. Stop taking and learn to give, unconditionally.
Be still and know that I am. Knock and the door shall be opened. Ask and it shall be given. Give and ye shall receive seven times seventy. What are we asking for? What doors are we banging on? When have we become still to know who we truly are? What are we giving? When was the last time we let gratitude swell and overflow in our hearts?
Thanks for hanging out and reading my ramblings!