Keep finding things
to love about
Keep finding things
to love about
The title of this blog is a quote written by Willam Shakespeare in Hamlet. Lord Polonius, in part, says, “This above all: to thine ownself be true, And it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.”
The quote is a profound proverb which behaves like a prick sprouting from the stem of a rose. It got my attention. Ouch!
I thought that I knew myself pretty well and unabashedly lived my truth. Well, I uncovered that I wasn’t one-hundred percent doing so.
So, I purposely set time aside to figure out some things. And lo and behold, I found eureka—a particular moment in my childhood when I believed ________________.
That belief is my unadulterated truth, at least one of them anyway.
(Just now as I typed the word “unadulterated,” I noticed the word “adult” embedded. Adulterate means to dilute, debase, make impure. My guess is that by the time we reach adulthood, we’ve basically annihilated our young pure, creative, genius, free-thinking mind, not to mention adults obliterating children’s imaginations.)
Just let that sit for a moment.
In case you are wondering, the blank line above is deliberate and twofold:
Conclusion: I will never know the depth, width and height of my majesty. I am a rose that’ll never reach full bloom because the unfolding of my exquisite, silky, perfumed petals is forever replenished and flowering. I suppose I could’ve used an onion peel analogy but that ain’t cute.
In the end, or beginning, whatever truth you presently hold about yourself, live it. Then uncover another, and then another.
By the way, do you think that experiencing real happiness has anything to do with living your truth?
Contrary to popular belief, the path of enlightenment does not require years of study. It does not mandate going to the church house or the synagogue. Attending discourses, seminars, retreats and satsang is not commanded either. And one certainly does not have to climb the tallest summit or trek the densest forest to reach nirvana.
What are you looking for? Truth?
The truth of the matter is that YOU are the TRUTH.
You, sir and madam, are the answer to the question. There is no need to ask Tom, Dick, or Harry; Lucy, Mary or Jane. Never mind searching high and low or sailing the seven seas.
Yes, great spiritual teachers are plentiful and I am forever grateful. But they can only point the way. You must find your own light and walk in it.
This life can be trying, so why not heed the calling of your soul? It knows!
If you spend time alone for brief moments each day to commune with the invisible you, you will perceive the truth of who you are; you will do things with a loftier quality; your course of life may change to fulfill a dream you never knew you had.
Sure, climb to the top of the Himalayas! Hike the Rain Forest. Sing and laugh at satsang. Attend a spiritual retreat. Do it for the sheer joy of it. There’s a special energy and an opening that happens when you’re having fun.
But please, set aside time while you are physically able because your spirit has a way of sitting you down. And you might not like it.
Do yourself a solid and take care of you!
If we are born of God, Source, Universe, Consciousness or whatever esteemed name you fancy, then we must be an exact replica of the Original enveloping all of what that One Entity constitutes, right?
Do you have any idea the qualities that shape God? Qualities that you’ve actually encountered firsthand and not what you’ve read or heard?
For me, the One Entity, who existed before time and space, is exquisitely beautiful, marvelously magical, profoundly loving, perfectly healthy, perpetually giving, extraordinarily happy, otherworldly creative, inconceivably intelligent, mind-blowingly strong, uncommonly wealthy, remarkably valiant, supremely spontaneous, awesomely adventurous, and wondrously safe and secure. Consequently, I must be all of these things too. After all, we are equal.
And, as I sit and contemplate my complete being—spirit, soul and body, I place extra attention on my spirit which only exists as perfection. The more I acknowledge my spirit, the more access I give it to heal my body, to perform miracles, to be happy, to live magically and to be all of those qualities I deem of God.
So, when will you spend time honoring and celebrating your spirit? It is patiently and lovingly waiting for your “hello.”
Many people do not satisfy their longings to do x, y and z. Fear stops them at every turn. Fear robs them of pure enjoyment and bliss. The horror of disapproval and harsh judgement halt any form of expression and evolvement.
Thoughts of others have absolutely no meaning whatsoever. It’s true. The only mind that matters is yours.
How can you expand your soul by being afraid? How are you to evolve by doing the same activities day in and day out?
I am not a fine art extraordinaire. In fact, I can barely draw. But I painted and the finished product is a very, very long way from that which is considered artistic. However, the sheer pleasure of dabbling in the unknown far outweighs what people think about my trees and things. Besides, if I’d listen to the likes of others, then I would be just another person walking aimlessly in a crowd.
So, I encourage you to heed your pining. Do something fresh and exciting. Learn to play a new instrument. Take a dance class. Do yoga. Adopt a pet. Learn a different language. Write poetry. Compose song lyrics. Draw. Color. Paint. Or don’t take lessons at all. Do it your way. Allow what’s on the inside to come forth. Awaken your magnificence.
Don’t you think you’re worth it?
Anyway, your soul (and body) will adore you for it!
The best part of me made known a love ballad unsung. It opened deep reservoirs and carried me to an abysm where air was inessential to my lungs.
The best part of me stretched me from the core to escape my warm embrace. It left behind a closed door to enter the earthen race.
Complex personalities both good and bad mirrored my invisibilities, traits that I never knew I had.
The best part of me engrafts total acceptance, and forgiveness. It, too, delivers aliveness and openness.
And here I am thinking that I gave life and incessantly give my everything. But in reality, the best part of me gave me life and brings to me life’s truest meaning.
Dedicated to my crumb snatchers, Nicholas Reay and Justice Reign.
Smile! Today, you awakened on this side of eternity.
Don’t focus on past experiences or the lack thereof. Concentrate on the here and now. Know that each second of everyday is an opportunity for an inspired thought and an out-of-the-box action.
Smile! You are still here and for good reason.
The past only exists as a memory. Each now moment lends a fresh start. Take it and run with it.
Smile! Life ain’t over, yet.
Be unafraid. Love life and LIVE!