See, here’s the thing.
It’s all in the #perspective.
No matter if it’s# life, or a single situation.
All about the perspective.
Sometimes it really is what it is.
And sometimes it’s not; sometimes it’s what we’re making it out to be.
I’ve been noticing lately that there is such a larger #intelligence at work in our lives.
Not outside of ourselves, not some third party.
The intelligence is #WITHIN us.
But it’s so #subtle, that most of us totally miss it. We’re not even tuned in on that level or plane or however you want to say it.
Just in my own little life so far, I’ve noticed this. People, events, situations all have either been brought into my life or have left my life.
And i’ve spent a LOT of time on this. Over the last few months. Just sitting with it, and then looking at it from different angles, trying to see from all possible sides.
And I’ve come to the #realization that there is nobody else driving my bus but me.
After hearing my doctor say something that was poignant to me, I WAS the one that decided to seek out something that would allow me to feel the way about what I did the way that he felt about what he does. It was me that began seeking education in the field of a very specific type of counseling and really, another way of living.
To myself, silently; I was asking for a more #meaningful life.
Except that the “silently” part musta crept out into the real world a bit.
And so stuff falls apart.
And then stuff falls together.
To live with more #presence and #awareness, and to be able to see life from a perspective larger than what we’re used to using.
Not an easy thing to do.
A lot of times, even the definitions of these things are skewed. We have so many ideas of what things like this mean.
But after we see first-hand ourselves, what works and what doesn’t, we’ll figure it out.
We always do.
Autumn passed and Winter, and in the Spring, when the days grew warm and sunny, the Boy went out to play in the wood behind the house. And while he was playing, two rabbits crept out from the bracken and peeped at him.
One of them was brown all over, but the other had strange markings under his fur, as though long ago he had been spotted, and the spots still showed through. And about his little soft nose and his round black eyes there was something familiar, so that the Boy thought to himself:
"Why, he looks just like my old Bunny that was lost when I had scarlet fever!"
But he never knew that it really was his own Bunny, come back to look at the child who had first helped him to be Real.
Here’s to being #real
By Margery Williams, 1922
“People think a #soul mate is your perfect fit, and that’s what everyone wants.
But a true soul mate is a #mirror, the person who shows you everything that is holding you #back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your #life.
A true soul mate is probably the most important person you’ll ever meet, because they #tear down your walls and smack you #awake.
But to live with a soul mate forever?
Nah. Too painful. Soul mates, they come into your life just to #reveal another layer of yourself to you, and then leave.
A soul mates purpose is to #shake you up, #tear apart your #ego a little bit, show you your #obstacles and #addictions, break your #heart open so new light can get in, make you so desperate and out of control that you have to #transform your life, then introduce you to your spiritual master…”
— Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love