Wednesday, October 17, 2012

fruit wise

It seems we're always helping ourselves to big full plate of misery. Why I can't say. All I know is that for some odd reason much of who we are and what are lives are about are wrapped up in feeling inadequate. To the contrary everything else besides us enjoy life with all its faults. Staring at an avocado and then at an almond this came to me. A tree understands and gives all it can unwavering from what it knows is its purpose. After a few different processes produces a dead end which fills with with the nectar of life. This sack if you will grows with all the nutrients provided by the tree until the conditions are right for it to fall to earth, be carried away by an animal, or picked and distributed by a higher intelligence. This dead end which is the natural process and life cycle of the plant does not err. It does not ask what it should do or if it's doing it right. Everything about it makes sense as if there were no other way. Because to us it seems normal to have options and opportunities to move around here and there, to choose a different path, a different direction, we commonly find ourselves lost wondering what happened and why such in-opportunities keep happening to us only to find out too much time later that it was the choices we made all along. What I am always troubled with is our resistance to make an investment in our own foul-ability early on in life. This may be one of our greatest discoveries and too many of us fight to dismiss it. We argue against nature that our choices are the right ones until we are left abandoned and angry. What is it about being wrong that is so disgusting that we would live alone and miserable? Is it to prove a point? That we didn't give up? That surrender isn't in our vocabulary? Are we trying to teach those around us a lesson? That we know the answers and that our way is the right way? If you ask me it looks as if this way of thinking always gets met with scrutiny to degree that leaves us in disarray and wondering how we got there. Impatient to get back on track we make mistake after mistake all the while feeling like we're losing more ground and making the choice to go even faster and harder blind to the possibility that we might be going in the wrong direction. What is hard to swallow is that we may be lost and that some of the advice we received in the past might have been sorely needed and ignored. What I fear most is that we never begin to listen again as we once did. With a feeling of awe and wondering that we are completely lost to what is being said, to what is being taught. We will never be to old, to wise, to mature, to adult, and definitely to smart to stop to ponder the words of another. The fact that we don't seek to be in this state of mind with a ferocity of a hungry lion or the intensity of a dying star needs to be given our attention like never before. Life is only more complex, and is only gaining speed and if we don't let go of our desires to be in control we'll never be able to step back to see the big picture in order to gauge if we're still heading in the right direction.

Tuesday, July 31, 2012

options

be always in the wild prepared to reside

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who am i to speak on right and wrong