It’s generally understood that the mind can’t distinguish between what is imagined to be happening, and what’s actually happening out in the world (i.e., you benefit from either imagining that you’re working out at the gym, or by actually going to the gym). What if everything we’ve ever imagined to have done or achieved has already happened?
In all we venture out to do in a lifetime, we will stray time and again away from our original substance. We do this to add color to the annals of timeless memory, and to explore nuances, themes, emotions, and the many aspects of the human experience.
Your path was meant to test you—to make, break, twist, disorient, disintegrate and remake you. Who else but you could design something so intricate, maddening, and unique? There’s nowhere in the universe you would be able do what you can do here, now.
In solitude, amongst the silent open spaces—walking the settled sands beside the ebbing sea, next to the late springtime river, as life explodes from awakening flora—we can hear the questions, and we can distill the answers; life is perpetual (perceptual) change and flowing communication.
Throughout our lives we go through numerous stages of planning, doing, learning, failing, and succeeding. In our minds, it’s generally a ceaseless battlefield, and often, it’s a battle that faces directly inward, full of insults, challenges, judgments, and largely harmless, or empty threats.