There are times when things inside us become so tense that the blinders come up, the heart locks down, the stomach churns and ties into knots, and the brain and body simply hurt. It is a self-inflicted paralytic that signifies upheaval (or energetic and spiritual expansion), an opportunity for self-reflection, and something lingering within us in the form of intense resistance.
Tag: authenticity
We often dismiss our efforts, particularly the small ones. We negate our positive impact on others’ lives because of how we see (or value) ourselves and frame our worldview; we color the canvas with our preconceptions, paradigmatic programming, and ideas and beliefs about how we presume others perceive us, our worth, or our contribution.
What do you want to be when you grow up? It’s a fairly common phrase in Western culture, aimed primarily at children, particularly in public education settings. I believe this notion is a disease of our time, a psychological sliver that distracts the mind and makes a slave of the spirit.
You can’t have it both ways. The mind will do its thing, and the heart will wait. They’re two distinct languages and are often at odds with each other.
There is constant distraction, busyness, and the superficial or fickle pursuit of passion, but there is little substance or ethereal glue, and we let the game define the rules. We need to return to the present moment. We need to recapture the fragments.