I fielded a few questions about my well being tonight which led me to go back in the blog and think about what may have triggered this sense that everything isn’t okay. Looking at recent posts, I get how that impression was formed. However, everything is good. Better than good. I’ve reached a level of clarity that has me seeing neo-like into the world and recognizing the pathway to my greater happiness and fulfillment. What sucks and yet compels me is the journey ahead. Sitting here and waiting for Chinese delivery I find myself in a calm and pleasant state. Even on the days where things are really tough and anger provoking I’m finding ways to recognize those flecks of silver; those moments of true friendship, happiness, and joy that are the seeds upon which life is meant to grow.
We all live in the suck from time to time. We all have moments when we wish that things could be better, different, or just any way but as they are in that moment. What I think–no what I believe–now is that each of those moments have purpose. Every moment of joy, hurt, glee, misery, confusion, compulsion, and even wrath exist to move us towards the path and people we are meant to be or at least offer us an understanding of that path and of our true light. What terrifies me more than anything are the blind people–the ones who are unable to see the message in action and happenstance or worse, actively refuse to read the world. I can say that, because I spent a long time being that guy. I did whatever and road life like a roller coaster and not like the kaleidoscopic choose your own adventure dream realm it actually is.