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Monday, December 22, 2014

Flying crazy

Talia Cohen
Today I am flying crazy. The kind of crazy that makes you want to pull your hair out and get down on your knees and cry. Beacuase that is all I can do. And doing that will not change the outcome or make things any better. I am not even sure it will make me feel better. God has the plan and I guess the plan is not to be revealed just yet.

It will be alright. Right? Of course it will. Isn't it always alright after the dust settles? Even when I am not sure when the dust has settled. I know someone will tell me. Someone will tell me and even if I don't feel the dust settle, I will trust that it is so.

Things are happeneing exactly the way they are supposed to. And I do not agree or understand. I need to get better at just surrendering and accepting. Less tears that way. Less anguish. Less stress. I need to breathe deep cleansing yoga-like breaths. I need to know that success is still success no matter when it comes along. And it comes along more than once if I would pay attention.

I am paying too much attention to the other stuff. The stuff that is making me crazy. Ineed to just stop. It will get better.

If I were to tell you that your life is already perfect, whole, and complete just as it is, you would think I was crazy. Nobody believes his or her life is perfect. And yet there is something within each of us that basically knows we are bondless, limitless.
Joko Beck