Life is erratic , chaotic . And I’d almost bet my life on it , until I learned that there really was something laminar in the turbulence . Some ultimately well-constructed feat of organised chaos.
Loss , too , seems to be such a constant in anyone’s life , one could almost assume it may not be loss in its finality . But a gain of something more . Each time . Of something more than matter . An exchange , if you will – matter for knowledge. Or matter for an expansion of consciousness .
There isn’t a soul in the world who can keep the world from crushing it . How lucky we are !
That crushing is never the end . But always a beginning of something stronger , better and more lasting than before . The crushing of limiting constructs and beliefs are ways in which consciousness is freed . As it seizes every moment to break free from the prisons of our minds and our bodies . And never is there a better moment for it to break out of our minds , and reach into the timeless knowingness and beingness of the stars . And all the light we cannot see . Never is there a better moment for it to breathe , free , than in the moments when the mind is proven wrong . And the body is proven a construct of its mind . And the world turns out to be not what we think it was . And reality dances wild , untamed and uncategorised . As it is .
For us to see how little we have . And how much we are .
Because every sense of loss or failure that anyone has ever had , was brought on by the delusion that we possess . And that we acquire .
But how free is the one who comes to learn that we never have ?
And how happy is the one who knows that he who is does not need to become ?
When Shakespeare said , “To be or not to be“, he was right .
Because here we are . Not needing to have . Not needing to become . We already are everything we need and need to be . We simply must be .
The only thing to make of loss and failure is to realise that that which remains afterwards is what matters . It’s what never disappears . And transcends every erroneous assumption of the mind .
What you loose is what you never were . You are the light that kept you safe and sane in the darkest times . And light is validated and meets its purpose in the dark .
