Purpose can be an elusive notion. We go through life gleaning insights, aspirations and perspectives from influencers and our environment, but we’re also born with a compass and a map. We just don’t live in a world that actively engenders spiritual relationship with the self.
Tag: self compassion
There’s a clever mind trap that can inveigle those of us who are empathic for years, or even decades of our lives. The idea of caring for others, and the world at large is honorable, but the idea that we can convince or save or awaken any of them is almost always detrimental to our wellbeing. Reality is what it is, so we must be aware enough to pull ourselves back from the endless cycle of trying to remedy that which is well out of our capacity to fix.
As one delves deeper into unraveling the true nature of things, it becomes increasingly evident that nothing about this world defines much in the way of certainty. It’s all theater, variations on themes, recycled myths, stories and narratives, and endless apparent cycles of birth, death and renewal. What do we really know about the truth of anything?
What’s the rush? Why do we believe there’s ever a need to hurry anything?
We’re in the midst of widespread and multi-faceted impositions; an assault on our senses and sensemaking, accelerating nefarious agendas, collapsing regimes and realities, and the systemic exposure of the ugliness among us that’s been hiding in plain sight forever.