something in my life has to end today.
it’s not a part of me, just the story that it has carried.
it’s not just the story, but also the view that the story has taken and all that it has obscured ahead, behind and all around me.
i have always been intrigued by the gaggle of voices in my inner realm – the ones that have defended me and, also, the ones that have caused quite a ruckus. for the most part, though, when i am not aware, they have directed a story that has blocked me from seeing my self and the people in my life as we really are and what is really possible.
surprising. i have been doing this thing that i do for a while now – i know this stuff, right? … how perception alters and obscures the view ahead. but, still, it is easy to get lost in the dream and in the autofocus of the mind’s agenda – defend the story at all cost!
well, the story no longer fits – i am bursting at the seams – and i am no longer happy with the view, nor satisfied in watching myself in this life.
i want to be my life!
where do i begin?
i begin right here – right now – in this moment with new eyes.
i accept and forgive the past and initiate a plan that can help me live an authentic life.
i let go of my fear of failure and inaccessible perfection and open to my purpose with fearlessness and faith.
in stillness, this unobstructed view feels like a wide angled lens that catches everything, but focuses on none, content in the observance and presence of all. buddhists call this greater vision mahamudra, and, when you open to it, everything seems to shift … my dog henry isn’t the only one to greet my husband with warmth and love when he comes home!
in this pause, i offer an open heart to myself when i am overwhelmed – i am present for the needs of my body and spirit – i approach each person and situation with curiosity, compassion and joy – i can see and admire the spider web glistening in the sun – i am no longer vulnerable but courageous
i smile more
i am available for the world!
the world! how my heart longs to change the world!
from here, outside the story, in wide view, i know that i, alone, cannot change the world.
the only thing that i can change is how i perceive it.
what story will you let go of and how will your world change when you do?