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Three Right Turns


When going around the block of life, three right turns doesn’t always make a circle. Sometimes we have to trust that God has a plan that we will not always understand. At different points in our life or our spiritual development, we may be blessed with glimpses.

These are just that, glimpses, because in a moment all that exists can be revealed and all that was unclear can be realized.

At each moment we have a choice. Sometimes those choices will not always make sense. We are passengers in life but we are not passive for our will is still our own until it is not so. We can trust in God, or we we can forge our own path. And though we may think our way is better, we may find ourselves at the same end, but on a path far more difficult than it needed to be.

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Down this Road


When you go down a road you’ve already traveled, you know where all of the hazards are. You know where to stop, where to slow down and where to speed up. Things are less of a surprise and you are able to anticipate your next move.

But when it’s a completely new road or path, everything is new. Surprises are seemingly around every corner. You find yourself speeding up when you should slow down and slowing down when you can actually speed up. You power through turns, and you can only hope if you launch off a cliff or ramp, there is a road beneath you.

Going down a new road is a lot like life. We have to learn how to roll with the punches. Life’s experiences help us to navigate hazards, but we can’t always predict what will come next or whether we’ll even be prepared when we see those hazards. Most times we are just happy we’re on something resembling stable ground.

In a lot of ways that’s okay. We don’t always have a choice. We can be overly cautious or plain reckless, or we can just live life. On some level we’re going to just have to trust that we’ll get through it all in one piece.

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Healing Life


When the world feels quiet and it is as though you are all alone, do not look at life as a punishment. When life meets us with challenges, it is easy to believe that we are being punished. Everyday can seem like something new is on our doorstep to torture us. Everything stacks up like weights. The first reaction is to fight back, to push back against the forces that seem to be keeping us down. And as we push back, it gets more and more difficult. We see everyone as an enemy, even the innocents.

But when we pause, and we view ourselves, removed from the situation, we soon see. It is not that we are being punished or being burdened. We are given a chance to breathe. Only when everything is stripped from us, are we ready to truly see ourselves and what we’ve become. Rather than becoming ourselves, we have become the world around us, except that the world is sick.

We emulate it in our daily lives. We seek it out, and nurture it, instead of releasing it and allowing love to flourish. The small blessings become lost on us. We seek miracle upon miracle hoping that something will wake us from our slumber, that we will see what we already know is in front of us.

Nothing can wake us no matter how small or big the miracle, unless we are ready to shed the pain. This life can either be a blessing, or a prison. It can heal us or torture us. When we decide what we want it to be, then perhaps we can truly live.

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Rescue Helicopter


Rescue HelicopterToday I saw a fire rescue helicopter land from my office. When the rotors stopped and the wind stopped blowing, nurses came with a gurney to transfer a patient from the helicopter to the hospital. It was only a few yards. The person who came out was a mere four feet, if that, accompanied by what could only be the child’s mother.

What struck me more than the sight of the child and the thought of what might have happened to him, was the sight of the pilot. As everything came to a calm, and all who was left on the helipad was the pilot, there was an awareness, an awareness of the graveness of the situation. The pilot did a quick inspection of the helicopter, simply walking around it and giving it a once over, but his eyes told more.

It was not that it was routine, as I’m sure it was, but his stare was dead. A dead stare into the barely visible downtown skyline said it all. None of what was in front of him mattered. A mother, shell shocked, or perhaps just being strong for her child, was stone faced, and nurses who probably see more in a single day than most can handle, kept the child and mother calm. The gravity of life weighed on him. Only a few feet from the edge, his hands firmly in his pockets, he has not moved. Life goes on on the streets below him. Cars scurry about. People’s lives continue. All of it is masked by the smog that fills the air. None of it seems to matter.

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Transitory Experience


Much like death, life is a transitory experience. The lines that separate life, death and the “next life” are blurred at best, marked by tears of misunderstanding and memories as blurred as the lives they separate. Memories become placeholders, but more importantly they become lessons, not just for this life but for all of whom you would share your life.

Each life, each soul, not only becomes a library of lessons but a testament of the divine for we are all witness to the divine in every waking and no(n/w) waking moment. We are witness to the divine unfolding.

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Millions of Pieces


When looking at life, it seems intrinsic that we should know our life and know ourselves well. Even without much effort it is reasonable to assume that we know who we are and yet for many it is a struggle. To know ourselves requires not only that we know the individual but also the individual parts by itself and as part of the whole.

The struggle does not come from lack of memory but from lack of identity. To be part of a whole does not mean to destroy oneself beyond recognition, and to be an individual does not mean to forsake the rest of existence.

Some bandy around the word “balance”. On the surface this appears to make sense until we ask ourselves what is this balance. Is balance an even divide between what is right versus what we want to be right? Is balance defined by each individual depending on their understanding of self? Is balance simply the “struggle,” but in terms more palatable to our current beliefs? Perhaps balance is none of these and is simply the constant flux and process of understanding.

A pillar in a sea of waves understands that it is not the waves that must stop, but instead our struggle to fight them that must cede.

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Life’s Blessings


sunlight blessingLet us be careful not to compare our blessings to the blessings of another, lest we compare our trials and tribulations. Though we are very much the same, we each arrive in this world with different lessons, and we come to understand these lessons in different ways and through different means. We should take care not to compare our heartaches unless we have walked in the shoes of another. It is through the trials that we have overcome and through the blessings in each of our lives that we come to understand this world and our place in it.

In seeking the blessings of another, and in coveting another’s place in existence, we fail to understand our existence. We seek what we cannot understand, and in giving in to our desires we distract ourselves from the truth. No one person is given more or less blessings than another, and no one person is given more strife and heartache than another. We are simply given what we need in order to find ourselves. We are given what we need, no more and no less. And in what we are given, it is our choice to call them a curse or a blessing, for surely they are one in the same.

We are an expression of love, but only when we are ready to express this love in all the things that we think and do, can we fully appreciate the blessing that is life itself. May all of life’s blessings find their way to you.

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A Moment Not Judged is a Moment Lived


There is no such thing as stability when it comes to one’s life path. It is simply trust, misplaced. We take comfort in the constructs that we create in life. We tell ourselves that if we go to school and become educated that we will have a good job when we’re finished. We tell ourselves that if we save our money that it will always be there for a rainy day. We tell ourselves that if we show loyalty to people that others will reciprocate. We tell ourselves all of these things in the hopes that it all might just come true.

We live our lives expecting a specific set of possible outcomes, but when those outcomes are different, it causes us confusion. It causes us to question our very existence. The person who sought to educate themselves is now faced with having to compete with others of a similar background for a single position. The person, who saved, is now faced with inflation that outpaces one’s savings. The person who was loyal is now faced with the realization that his loyalty meant nothing to the one he sought to impress.

Our lives are filled with similar examples of misplaced trust. When our expectations are not met, we blame others, and we blame ourselves. We become self-destructive when what we really need is to open our hearts and our minds to what truly exists, and to what truly matters.

We spend so much of our time contemplating the what-if moments, the possibilities, but we never ask ourselves, does it matter? Is the purpose of life to earn money? Is the purpose of life to try and learn every possible thing we can? Is the purpose of life to impress others? Perhaps it is none of these things. Perhaps it is simply to express oneself, to take joy in each moment, as it comes, regardless of how it we are perceived. A moment not judged, is a moment lived, and yet here we are judging ourselves each step of the way.

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Bringing Down a Phalanx


phalanxDisbelief and self-doubt are powerful in their ability to destroy oneself and even those whom would place their trust blindly with others. No matter how inclined one is to follow a particular path or mode of thinking, seeing the doubt that others may have in the same idea can often be detrimental to one’s own ability to believe.

Where a bridge stood or a rope supported one’s weight, the support fades and we are left to question our own faith, and our own motives. Have we followed others all along, or have we forged our own path? Are we truly comfortable in our own skin, or have we lived off of the support of others?

Doubt can bring a phalanx down, but when confronted with a chance to redeem oneself, there is no turning back. There is only Us in the end, no one stronger, smarter, or more prepared. There is only Us and yet all we have to confront is ourselves.

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Driving from the Backseat


highwayThere are things in life that have to take its course. Although we would like to have control over every single aspect of every event that happens to us in life, we have to understand that what happens is not always understood right away, or ever for that matter. Grabbing on to every bit of life for the sake of feeling in control only leads us to doubt ourselves when the things we think are going to happen don’t quite match up with what we’ve told ourselves.

The road starts to disappear, a clear path seems to be overgrown with obstacles, and what we are left with is the trust that we’ll get through it all. We can grab the wheel of control tighter or we can let things take its course. However at some point we have to understand that no amount of maneuvering or trying to drive from the backseat will change the outcome. It only adds to the stress and to the feeling that everything has slipped from our grips. So in the end we can sit and enjoy the ride or we can try to avoid facing ourselves.

This does not mean taking a back seat to life, but quite the opposite. It means enjoying every aspect of it. It means not counting the time. It means not worrying about what’s in back of you or necessarily what’s two steps in front of you. It means living for the moment, regardless of what comes. It means accepting the lessons of life, whether they come as happy moments or heartaches. It means learning to take joy even in those difficult moments when we find it difficult to stare ourselves in the mirror.

We’ve got to face this road, but not alone, never alone. That is a choice, like all other choices, made from a place of love and serenity, or from a place of fear and loathing. Though we might sometimes come from a place of fear or hurt, it’s never too late to turn a new leaf, to shine a light on a difficult moment, and enjoy life.

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