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“It isn’t what you have or who you are or where you are or what you are doing that makes you happy or unhappy. It is what you think about it.”
~ Dale Carnegie ~
Lucky me! I watched the Sunrise and the Moon set all at the same time. It is an incredible sight I must say. They both move silently in harmony with the singing of a few birds near by seemingly watching me and cheering. It puts a big smile on my face, the same smile Life is putting on lately. Heartening. I am climbing my steps now two by two. I have not fallen backwards lately and I am keeping it as such on this path laid out ahead of me. It is about time.
This brain, this mechanism, when stripped from all the superficial layers, those which portray the mainstream of self gratification and ego, the ones I hear more and more from others who are also getting very tired of it and the the culprits just not understanding while only trying to raise the volume up. The "me… me… me.." images are becoming redundant. A good thing as letting many starting to think and feel that there is so much more to it. Too much fantasy. Too much Disneyland. So yes, this brain is being stripped, is working on overtime thinking and much reading. Much making sense.
I use to fight Life a lot. I don’t any more. My favorite saying was always "pick you battles wisely". That saying has now also vanished as I do not battle. Done. Finished. I like to say "Adios"… with again a smile and take a few steps away in the other direction. My readings lately have been helping me in such a much stronger way towards the path of acceptance and adapting. You can ask me what I read. They have turned the stage around depicting the true reality. The one I have written before, the one I tell myself every day "it is what it is". Look around you. Witness a Sunset, a Sunrise, the Moon set, a Moonrise, mountains, valleys, forests, deserts, rivers, wildlife, the stars, everything seemingly standing still but are not.
All is "that" reality. Above it all the weather we cannot fight and change or win. Those stormy days, those blue skies, heated or cold. None of it is fighting. They are the people that are and most do not even know about it. Living on the surface, personally, in my humble opinion, just does not add up. That surface is not reality and I am just one of those that needs realism and authenticity. Empty talks bore me. I don’t drink, I don’t do drugs, I do Life… I cannot say that because of those facts my thoughts remain straight as an arrow as they do not. They meander but they are real. Never boring for sure as daily reaffirmation is seeked and found.
For lack of better words I must say as time has moved on that it is a "cool" feeling to be able to hold my head above the fog of the past shadows. Like a car stripped from its chrome and useless accessories, I feel as an engine sitting on a bench free and clear on its own, purring from all cylinders with a sweet sound as it should be. Most of all I am so often speechless as the Journey has been I know of a long one. The fork on the road is now also behind me and this new texture is of a welcoming one throughout all my senses.
I don’t know if I will ever reach that peak where I can plant my own flag, but I do see it, smell it. I can taste it. That flag is neatly folded right now. I am the one that has. It is yellow with a big smile on it. I lay it out often and refold it for that day, that day when it will freely fly from that peak. This in no way ever means my memories are erased. Lance will always be with me and so will my Mother. The remembrance of their own wishes toward me is what I need daily to remember. And it works. It happens. I now realize, better now than never, how sad it would be as I am not twenty anymore [as they say], to go on unhappy within such a negative aspect only skimming the surface of this given Life.
I can keep the Sun shining in my face everyday and never have to turn back to witness those shadows. We all can. I have no doubt. I truly had such a great fortune spending those years with a great Son and more with a wonderful Mother. Those images are becoming brighter and more colorful geared by their last wishes. How fortunate is that? Especially when I hear and witness of families who are broken up and apart for such frivolous reasons or more often none. How can that be? Why? What happened to respect and an unconditional love throughout one’s family. Family is gold as true Friendships are as also acquaintances even if they have not yet matured to a higher level. No one has to agree with each other and that is the beauty of the path we take. I remember the doors opening to a new relationship when my Mother and I agreed to disagree.
Listening to others without that immediate reaction "Oh! no… you are wrong". No one is wrong and no one is right. Sometimes it will take days while thinking about a past conversation and realizing that some beam of our foundation throughout our own thoughts is actually bend a bit and can be straightened up. We were not wrong, we just did not know. It is a Gift.
So much for my rambling…
Stay well, Ara and Mr. Spirit.