The Power Of 180 Degree Flips.

Often when I am first waking up each day, highly specific, out-of-the-box, guidance is slipped into my consciousness.

The other day it was this:

"Some of what you have been making most important in your life, start making the least important. Some of what you have been making the least important start making the most most important."

What?, I found myself thinking, how do I do that? I see how I have constructed a whole identity around what I think is important and what is not. To make those reversals of core priorities would feel like a death to my old self.

Publishing writings here, for example, has clearly not been important.

And yet my doing that could be the beginning of a whole new life. And, what if who we truly are is much deeper than what we choose to make important and not important at any time.

So far, in the Bruce story certain specific things in that story have always be important and others always less so. This body/mind/spirit of this Bruce has been incredibly consistent at a core level.

Venturing into the land of new inspiration and awareness is almost always at the top for this Bruce, taking care of food, clothing and shelter and money is way down at the bottom.

Today, is a typical day, typical of decades, an awesome morning in the adventure of recognition and revelation. A dynamic flowing and bubbling of words, heart, joy, vision, excitement, passion, energy and then...

off from a distant corner of the universe a sensation starts to emerge from what is termed b-o-d-y... a strange odd sensation of hunger... a hunger more words cannot seem to feed although that is always attempted.

And then there is an opening of the food pantry, nothing of there is of interest, and looking at some shelves, nothing of interest, and the kitchen fridge, the same and then the garage fridge, the same, nothing of interest.

Shopping could have happened yesterday, and he was too much on a roll in revelation zone, or the day before, but something more interesting was happening for him that day also.

To make having food available most important, this is almost inconceivable to him.
Besides, he hates the cluttered, congested, unmagical vibe of Whole Foods.

and.... and.... as much as such a journey to the store feels like a death, totally counter-intuitive, it could be a passageway into Life, as his morning messages suggested...

This can be an "I can do that" moment for him. (See previous post)

A dive into that which has been denied, a dive into the other half of himself.

He is going to do it. Do it differently in every way. Enter a new universe of that being easy and fun, the essence of ease and fun. He will have to make it up. He can do that, just as he made up the reverse priority set.

Perhaps being truly alive and free means letting our old games shatter and fall to a million pieces at our feet. Now. Now. Now.

Dead ends becoming the open ends, the runway to a whole new ride.

What 180 flip could you make right now?

What if having it all is contingent on giving it all up each moment.

That willingness to just die to who we think we are?

He as got to go. He has a plane to catch. Hopefully he can be in touch from the other side.

Bruce the writer, morphing into Bruce the food shopper. It feels risky.
He can do it.

With a smile,
Bruce