Now and then I catch myself in the middle of "a struggle". I wake up inside of a challenge of one sort or another and see how I have been making that situation so big, so serious. I see how I have been been dreaming that to be a lake or even an ocean with wild and choppy waves when in fact it may just be, in reality, a calm peaceful puddle.
I see this aspect of this guy termed "Bruce" who loves challenges. He loves this so much that if there are no real challenges available he makes one up. I think of all the things he has gotten stressed about, worried about in this life, all the problems and issues to be solved, and realize that he is really doing just fine.
None of that bad stuff that was anticipated ever really happened, not really. Stuff has happened, but here we are, on a Tuesday afternoon sitting in the sun, and all is well. Reality, as Byron Katie, likes to say may really be kinder than our story about reality.
Our struggle puddles may just be that, just small puddles glistening in the sun.
Not a big deal. Little puddles for kids to run through and make fun splashes with.
This is not to deny real stuff, really suffering, real pain. This is just a suggestion of a possible context change.
What would our lives we like if we had fun with these puddles rather than hold them as dangerous oceans that are too wide to cross?
Today, Tom wrote to me about the "feast or famine" quality of of my blog postings, and I had a long talk with Michael about getting my writings out there, and I noticed that suddenly I created an ocean to attack, a problem to solve, some sense of needing to fix myself, or change something and then... inside of that I woke up again and thought what a silly Struggle Puddle I am in.
All that drama, and here we are... breathing... breathing... enjoying life in a simple way.
Who would we be in our lives if we could not think the thought that there was something we needed to fix about ourselves before really living?
We have already arrived. Yes! Welcome home to this here and now! This place is a place for Living who we are, and Living what we know. The words that show up here are not just pointers to something, they are the joyful expression of life on a roll living its arrival. Let yourself strut out on stage in the comments section. You are invited to let life Live through you here. Enjoy!
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- Bruce Terrell
- I see my expertise to be not so much about this subject or that subject, but more the navigation of the space from which all this arises. I am a student of what it takes to shift and surf, as Love, with great nimbleness and agility, through a diverse range of viewpoints and assemblage points. I am a explorer of the space which births everything and the space into which everything dies, of the dance between the infinite and the finite. As part of this, I am a ghost buster of sorts. I enjoy venturing into the dark haunted rooms of the planetary psyche, my own and others, and shining around the flashlight of awareness. I love finding old unexamined beliefs and memes there and shinning my flashlight new possibility there. Once seen these neurological ghosts loose their power. They turn back into light. Each time one is seen and busted, Living Our Arrival becomes more and more of an ecstatic flow.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
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