I've always considered myself to be a pretty lucky guy, but lately my
luck has been running short. It's come as a shock really. I am still
"blessed", meaning I'm not living in a gutter or anything like that, but
it just seems as though no matter how hard I try, all my plans keep
falling apart. Massive roadblocks keep popping up that bar any progress
towards where I feel I should be in my life.
I'm also a very stubborn person. When I get an idea of what I want in my
mind, I will stop at nothing to get it. This stubborn attitude has been
what is getting in the way of my luck. Allow me to explain...
I am a heavy believer in the power of the "universe", the way all human
minds are connected by electronic impulses, the multiple layers of
reality we live in. When I talk about my personal spirituality, it
derives very heavily from this aspect. As my journey into the world of
religion and spirituality went deeper into the rabbit hole, I noticed
there were patterns that all of the philosophies shared: Prayer.
Every religion has it's version of prayer, be it meditation, guided
astral projection, mindfulness, candle lit ritual, ceremony...they all
serve the same purpose, as a means to channel your thoughts into one big
powerful bubble of intent. Now be it a god you are praying to, or just
affirming inwardly to yourself, what is really happening is you are
manifesting intent.
Now it is a scientific belief that there are an infinite number of
realities all existing simultaneously. Every time you drive to the end
of the street and turn right, there is a reality that exists for if you
turned left. Even more subtle changes like chewing something one extra
time, all of these small changes spiderweb out and create an entirely
different future, the "Butterfly Effect" as it is so commercially put.
Now, a further belief into this train of logic is that every thing on
the earth has pulses of electricity circulating through it, and that as
humans, our brains are actually all linked together through this
electric force, and allow our subconscious minds to communicate with
each other without us even knowing it. There are these constant checks
being sent back and forth that make sure that we all agree that gravity
still works as intended, that the car we are looking at is the color red
and so forth.
So without going to far into turning this into an explanation of my
belief system, the short/long of it is that in what I believe, prayer in
whatever form you use it is manifesting intent, then sending that
intent out into the world around you. Other people pick up on this
intent and can adapt to it, and help spread it, and your intent can
become a reality. We have heard stories of people having miraculous
recoveries from illness from what they claim was solely driven by
prayer. Sure that's some heavy stuff, but it's the general principle of
Karma, which most people at least give a little credence to. Put good
into the world, and good will find you.
Going back now to me and what I am going through.
I have gotten my head so deeply stuck into the hole of one single
notion, that I have completely blocked out any other option for where
things are going in my life to be acceptable. The problem I am running
into is that it seems like the universe over and over is keeping me from
getting to that place I want to be, but I really just need to take a
step back and realize that my luck hasn't run out. My luck has actually
been working so strongly in my favor to try to save me from what I am
really starting to see as a terrible idea, and is helping push me into a
place where things will truly have a chance to work out wonderfully.
I write this more as a reminder to myself than as something I expect to
inspire. They always told me in school that the simple act of taking
notes, writing information down, solidifies it in your mind. The lesson
today is regardless of how wise I may think myself to be, I can be real
fucking stupid sometimes.
It's difficult to see the good in a bad situation though. My last post
was about the journey I have been taking to get rid of the hate in my
life, and I am still finding these little pockets of hate hidden away
inside me. I can feel my insides saying "but I want to be mad" when
something happens that I don't like. I want to be let down, I want to be
sad, because it's easier.
Taoism was the first spiritual path I followed after getting away from
the Catholic church, and one of it's key teachings is resounding in my
head as I write this. Mostly because the universe sent me a little
message yesterday that I didn't even realize was a message until right
now.
The teaching is to admire the uncut block. It is such a simple way to
sum up a much bigger idea that one would first give it credit for. The
essence of this core principal is to be able to appreciate the raw
potential that an uncut block of stone has. Imagine being in a museum
and walking down a row of sculptures. You may be looking at the visage
of a human, or an animal, or maybe just some strange shapes, but at the
end of the row is an uncut block of marble. Now all of these sculptures
have been created by Master artisans, the work is perfection, undamaged
by time. You could stand and look at this row of sculptures in all of
their beauty and wonder how the hell I am going to convince you that the
uncut stone is more beautiful than any of the rest.
The reason is because each of the other sculptures is exactly what it
is, and that is all it is ever going to be, where as the uncut block has
the potential to be any of the sculptures that are sitting next to it.
Now this teaching isn't saying that as people we should do nothing and
just sit holding our potential inside, but instead is trying to show us
the value that potential has. Just because something looks like an
unappealing hunk of stone now doesn't mean it can't become something
truly great.
In life, even a shitty, shitty situation still holds potential to be
something great. For me directly, it has forced me to look at other
options, and realize the potential that is held in them. I just have to
keep reminding myself that these roadblocks I am running into are not
the representations of a cruel universe seeking revenge on me, but are
gifts that I am ignoring. My own stubbornness convincing me that I
should just be pissed off that they popped up instead of trying to find a
reason why they could end up helping me. Honestly, I don't even need to
find the reason, I don't need to validate them. I just need to trust
that everything will work out for the best. The night is darkest before
dawn they say. This is my darkness, and I know dawn is approaching.
Hopefully all this time I have put into myself will pay off when it
does.
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