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The last few years have been this crazy ride. All over, everywhere things are happening at an amazing pace. Life in various displays are being laid out for the world to see.
Thanks to the internet we have access to more information than is held in any library anywhere.
Unless you count the internet as one huge fluid library.
I've begun to think of it that way. A moving library of shadows of all of us.
Information about anything is floating around out there. We have painted a picture of life in the last part of the 20th and the first part of the 21st centuries.
We have painted this picture for the universe to see.
I've been involved as of late in several discussions about life, about choices among other things.
I have watched the people here and have listened to them. There are more people here who have very little clue as to any bigger picture that is not only encroaching but sitting on top of them as I write this.
The unnammed discomfort that exists, the unhappiness that exists, and all the things that go wrong in any given day is a common thing here.
I've watched illnesses travel through this area and yet there are some of us who rarely experience illness.
Why as in what makes this possible? I've come to understand over the last several years that I am in partnership with this body and it is to my benefit to listen to what my body is saying and pay attention rather than listen to someone or someones who have no clue as to who I am, let alone that I exist.
They don't know me. Even though we are connected, there is a lack of understanding that when people do things that don't benefit anyone, except themselves.
This is a direct result of the very first time people made the move to expand and move away from the group or family.
There is a move that has been going on for some number of years to bring the family back while at the same time the move to disconnect and be individual has been being played out.
When the mobile phone became a mainstream part of daily life, the process became easier.
Now it is not uncommon for family and group to be scattered all over the world and still be able to talk to and see each other via this technology.
In these discussions there has been the subject of thought and words and the effect they have.
It has been suggested that we make life as we go along. I tend to agree with this. The question of what is life is not just a simple question anymore.
It is a rather big and very complex question. The reason this is so is because the question affects everything.
It affects and is effected upon by our choices, our traditions,even down to how we interact with others of the human race.
This coupled with this place that I work at has made for an interesting time.
I have been challenged to live in the present and decide how each day will be.
I've been further challenged to see this making of life in single moments.
That's a rather large order.
It's a large order because it requires discipline. It's frustrating at times because I don't think life should be such a hard struggle.
What I mean by that is that it should not be a needed thing to have to make a choice every day to have a good day no matter what other people are doing or not doing.
I have to though because what I see going on around me makes me angry most of the time because it lacks so much common sense.
If I allow the anger to be what makes my life for this day, life for this day is going to be miserable and that opens the way for hard feelings.
It makes living life harder in that it makes life more work than it should ever be.
Circumstances are what they are. How we live is what it is and when the choice is made to have a good life no matter what the circumstances are is the goal.
There is so much information traffic going on right now that in order to get through the day in a good state of mind, the choice of deciding to have a good day is required.
It makes me angry. But trying to tell people that this should have to be this way has proved to be difficult. There are many people who are not listening and don't want to listen.
Another deep frustration to deal with.
I finally realized not very long ago that I had to live and make life good for myself. I also learned that doing that had to be good enough.
I've spent years wanting to make a difference. I've lived life to that end. I never needed to be thanked for doing that.
After running into so many people who are more interested in taking from others so that they can stay in the mode of self destruction than in changing behaviors and in doing so make a better life for themselves, that I have come to the conclusion that I can only make a real difference in my own life.
Knowing how energy moves from and event of choice, I can be sure that it will have an effect.
I have to be content with that. It has to be enough. It has to be what it is.
I want to have a good life.