Steps.

There is in everything an ebb and flow

A time to embrace and a time to let go

A day remembered, a dream past 

Ripples in time, pebbles long since cast

The waters calm now gently kissing the shore

A path revealed, one step a thousand, one touch a million more

The steps important not the path we tread

We write our own journeys in no other's stead

Moved by the music of a soul in tune

We dance to the rhythms as our hearts do swoon

At peace with gifts found both bitter and sweet

At one with your heart and those we chance meet

 

Positivity takes a beating

I'm tired, very tired...

In the last post I talked about finding the positive in all things and in spite of the tone of what may follow I still hold that tenet to be true.

A lot of things have happened in the last few weeks both wonderful and awful...

But at this moment something's transpired that I find hard to put the right words to now so forgive me if this is a bit disjointed and rambling.

I've spent a good portion of my life waiting for the other shoe to drop.  Without going into a lot of boring details let's just say that I had good reason.  It's not a self-fulfilling prophecy kind of thing it's just the circumstances that surrounded me early on. 

If I told you the story you'd likely think I was making it up so I won't bother.  I'll say this.  It'd make a hell of a mini-series.  That's for damned sure.  

But it's taken a toll.  One that I'm just not willing to pay anymore.  It goes back to that whole prisoner of experiences thing. In the past, it's kept me from a lot of things and on the shore watching the waves instead of riding them.  

Positive energy begets positive energy and I choose to encourage the harvest whenever the opportunity presents itself.

Still, when the barbs come it still stings and one came today that...

Hit me hard.

Borrowing from my surfing analogy, it knocked me off my board but I was already having trouble with my balance anyway so it wasn't a huge surprise.  Still,  I'd have been a poorer man had I not at least tried to see where this path would lead. 

Right now it appears to be going in a solitary direction yet again but that's OK.  

Because I know that appearances aren't always fact I won't completely close the door to the possibilities because of the way things "seem."   I'm aware I'm not the best judge of anything right now and I have to be willing to step outside of what I "think" I know. 

I have to be willing to let things breathe a bit and see what develops once all the pieces are in place.

It's transcending the fear and doubt that tries to bind you that is the core of positivity  Embracing every moment for the lessons it offers and the clues to our own deepest selves.  Acknowledging that while the result may not be what you wanted; it was what you needed to grow.

I've never acted on a whim when it comes to being with the people I care about no matter how long I've known them.  There's a sense of a "lovely belonging" that doesn't happen with just anybody.  Those it does have been with me most of my life or at least have ultimately affected me in a very positive way.  So when I feel it I don't ignore it.


If someone can awaken the stirrings of the heart within you it's a great gift regardless of the outcome.  
Don't cheapen that gift.

Positive Waves - Finding the positive in everything

It's very late as I write this so forgive the meanderings of a mind still stirring after most have long since retired.

The room is dark, Gordon Lightfoot's, "Sundown" plays in the background and I'm in a good place.  

Not that all is puppies and rainbows.  I lost an Uncle this week and in the process tested whether what I preach was practiced.

There's plenty of babble about positivity out there.  Lip service from the self-help set that seem to have an answer for everything.  Ready made solutions conveniently packaged for instant gratification like a candy bar from the corner convenience store.

We know better don't we?

Life's not about easy answers, absolute truths or anything that passes for divine insight. 

These days my favorite analogy has to do with waves.  I picture a sunlit day over some tropical beach watching the waves crashing against the shore.  In the distance I see a lone figure prone on his longboard.  

He waits for the swell, paddles toward the growing curl and when the moment is right stands up and rides his wave...

Or not...

It doesn't matter, there's always another wave and another opportunity to shoot the curl.  

We can't control the waves only how we react to them.  Do we submit or harness their power.  

That's up to you...

Life is the same.  I'm not suggesting any easy answers because there aren't any.  If there were life would be pretty boring now wouldn't it.  

Of course you could always choose to stay on shore.  No risk in that, no reward either....

It's so very easy to keep a death grip on what we believe to be true even if it robs us of the gifts that life offers..  

The echoes are familiar: I'm not good enough, smart enough, pretty enough or any of a 1000 reasons to stay in that safe place.

I've often said that we're prisoners of our experience.  Some misunderstand it as an assertion of some deeply held absolute truth that I carry around like a boulder strapped to my head.

It's not.  Instead it's an acknowledgement of the enemy we have to conquer before we can truly experience what life has to offer.

My mind works in strange ways leading to sometimes strange analogies.  One that I frequently borrow, from of all places the financial industry goes like this...

"Past performance is not indicative of future results."

Good advice whilst evaluating your portfolio but even better when you're in unfamiliar territory.

Experience is an excellent teacher but the lessons never end.  

I'll put it to you this way.  When I was in school Pluto was still a planet.

Now it isn't.

So should I reject evidence contrary to what I learned in school or should I be open to something new.

My "prisoner" phrase isn't meant as an absolute but rather a warning because it's so very easy to cage ourselves in the context of the past when dealing with the present.

Most people don't want to be in prison.  It's a place that keeps you in the past paying for sins real and imagined.

 
So do we always catch that wave?  Is the ride always sweet?




Hell no but here's the trick.

If we fall off that board at least we know we've tried and chances are we'll try again.  Eventually as we open ourselves to new information we'll figure out how to ride that wave all the way to the shore.

We don't control the waves only how we respond to them.

Does that mean I'm never sad, angry or disappointed?  Of course not!  I'd be some babbling idiot if that was the case.

But just like falling off your surfboard there's something to be learned.  Even in the worst situations you can find the positives.  Maybe that flat tire gave you time to think about something you didn't have time for otherwise.  Maybe the ending of that past relationship brought into focus what you really wanted.

There's always something to be gained from our experiences.  Let them be our teachers but not our masters.  

Every hero's tale ultimately finds said hero evolving beyond their mentor.


Positivity isn't about being a happy idiot.  It's about being open to the possibilities even if it they aren't immediately obvious.

Watch the waves, float along for awhile and when you're ready stand up and harness their power.

Just in case ...

So, you think I spend all my time thinking up things to bitch about?

Hardly

I freaking loved this....