We attach meaning to an event in order to explain it, to justify our actions, to expose the Truth about something. But meaning is just an interpretation of an experience that, at best, can be used as a pointer to the event, in the hope that another can derive the same experience.
MEANING isn’t real. It certainly isn’t static, and it does the opposite of our best intentions; it tells more about us than it does about what it is intended to reveal.
Take action. Observe the results.
Act again, observe again.
repeat, repeat, repeat.
Eventually your purpose will reveal itself,
but the more you try to think and plan your way,
the more lost you may become.
The time will come, the battles… over.
Victories, some, and the losses…bitter.
We’ll remember our adversaries, and those left behind.
Lets hope us fortunate few
don’t fall victim to farsightedness
and forget those who, side by side,
covered our flank, “had our 6”,
and did so not by obligation,
but by their own choice.
I’m tired of hearing the “anything is possible” speech.
All things are simply not possible.
Elephants can’t fly.
But, you can only do ANYTHING that enters your mind.
If it weren’t possible,
you wouldn’t have thought of it.
And that’s OK…
I doubt flying ever entered an elephant’s mind.
The only thing crazier than believing that your worldview is the only one that’s true is trying to convince a person otherwise by using logic.
Always be willing to question the validity of your convictions by testing their credibility, probability…and of course, bias contamination.
The senses and the mind are lovely liars…
Primordial. Incessant. Searing.
We have battled storms all of our life.
In fact storms, infinitely larger, have been waging war for eternity.
If only they would stop…give us a rest.
But storms are the stuff of conflict; the birthplace of growth.
If they were to end, all would end.
We must reevaluate our attitude toward storms.
Bring them on…let the battle continue.
It is often thought that warriorship is about violence, conflict and the hope of victory. In reality, warriorship is about the negation of conflict; its about letting the universe do whatever it will…and we just move with it.
Warriorship is less about combat, and more like an eternal dance with the divine.
“The world is a hostile place”
“You’ve gotta get yours before somebody else does”
“I hate mean people”
Whatever song your listening to, you can always change the channel. Even so, we have a tendency to bitch and complain about the song playing, and don’t take notice that its because that’s the channel we’re tuned to.
We will never hear the right music until we change our channel.
Anxiety abounds when we compare our successes and failures to others’. Our culture has indoctrinated us into this mindset, and advertising pulverizes us with the message “You’re not good enough”. Let’s not forget that Grandma Moses, renowned American folk artist, began her painting career at 78. All of Nature happens in its correct time, and we are no exception, for we ARE Nature.
You are not late, and you’re not a loser.
You’re Running a solitary race; the race of One.
It is common for us to tally our wins and our losses, our conquests and defeats, and it seems equally common to attribute our negatives as the result of external forces…external sources. But what is your reality REALLY? It is your interpretation…purely your own…of stimuli from life events so that you can categorize and make sense… in our own way…of the meaning of our life. We all are prone to a colossal error though; which is that our interpretation is a statement of reality, in fact it IS reality. We rarely if ever question the voracity of our interpretation itself. We are not who we are because of the sum of all of our experiences; we are who we are because of the sum of the INTERPRETATIONS of all of our experiences. Clearly, it would seem obvious that an analysis of our interpretations would bear more fruit in our quest for a meaningful life…than our cries of injustice, over which we have no control.