Finding reasons to treasure your life is one of the best ways to ensure that you are capable of keeping it in perspective. When perspective spins out – which it can do from time to time – it is fair warning that your treasury is nearing empty. No matter who you are, an emptying treasury is not a good sign. The way to manage a deficit – when you become aware of it – is to deal with it, for starters. That means looking first at the problem, and then solving it. There are times when an awareness of this nature is valuable, even though it can be painful. It is a stark reminder of what an epic task it is to fill our treasuries in the first place.
Life was created to be lived. It can be a beautiful experience, but you have to be open to it. Open means open. It does not mean 80:20. It does not mean 50:50. It does not mean 180°. It means a full circle, 360°. In other words, it requires total acceptance from you, the liver of it, the giver of it. If you cannot find it in yourself to accept the life you have chosen for yourself to live – and a very important distinction to be made here is that YOU have all chosen your lives, i.e. you are neither random happenings and nor are your projected experiences – then you are not only betraying your pure self, you are contributing to the façade behind which a truer humankind once thrived. The understanding of that particular point is an important lesson in accountability.
Keeping life in perspective means keeping yourself in perspective, too. That can also be tricky, given that most people have no clue who they are or what they want to be. However, that is not the biggest problem and can be overcome with some self-discipline and a bit of forethought, hindsight and intuition that you can trust. If you cannot trust your own intuition, find someone whose intuition you can rely upon. You cannot go through life being entirely mistrustful, it is important at times to take people at their word, whatever the consequences. When you believe that a person will honour their word, they will often be more inclined to do so. Of course you can learn about being too trusting and you can learn about extortion and racketeering, but those kinds of things you need only learn once. Once – in that context – is enough.
The dinosaurs did not fall in Love. Neither did the dodo or the coelacanth. Love is something that has become, with us. It has evolved alongside humankind. Physical attraction, chemistry – in all species – has always led to sex, the propagation of life. This natural process is responsible, too, for the development of our ancestors, ourselves. It has ensured our gradual improvement. When Love turned up initially, things were different. Love was for everyone, and there was enough. It was not something one had that another need ever covet. When Love became associated with ownership – i.e. possessed – and certain people were deemed unworthy of its touch – i.e. the untouchables – the real meaning behind Love’s message was lost. Using hindsight, it would appear that it simply went elsewhere to validate its claim that it was not for sale, that its purpose was pre-ordained and its essence incorruptible. In what became known as a time-warp, instead of buying into its demise, it left its shadow to fend off Love’s nemesis and went to fetch the testimony of its true representatives.
That Love has some extremes should come as no surprise. It has spent centuries being stretched in virtually every direction. It is even frequented, these days, by the likes of paedophiles, psychopaths and otherwise marginalised madmen. Each has their story and each of those stories has cause. When humans routinely call torture or protracted brutality ‘acts of Love’, though, it becomes time to review humans differently. It is not time to redefine Love. Love is not responsible for the indescribable cruelty some try to justify by using the line: it’s only because I love you. Humans are responsible for hiding violence behind that kind of lie. If Love is the motivation behind an action then cruelty will not be a tactic used by anyone for any reason. Ever.
Where Love discovers that it has been misunderstood or misrepresented it will take time to explain. Like for every single contrived crime scene it will have an alibi. That goes without saying. The length of its explanation will depend on the degree of your misunderstanding and/or the level of misrepresentation. Every alibi will be able to explain itself. What Love will not do, however, is waste anyone’s time by rehabilitating idiots. Idiots are best left to their own devices and Love is best when it lets idiots go.
Winter. Spring. Summer. Autumn. Each has its value. Spring is the season I am most interested in. I would go as far as to say it is my favourite season. It is all about growth. Regeneration. A surge of Natural energy unlike at any other time of the year. That growth energy is essential for the well-being of the planet. For those who live in concrete jungles, it is not enough to have a pot plant on your coffee table that you might look at twice a day. You need more of Nature than that. The chain reaction that takes place when a human experiences a surge of happiness out in Nature is beneficial to humankind, to the collective soul. Those vibes are pure and they resonate an innocence. There is no sweeter ecstasy than being swept away by Nature’s majesty. If you do not feel deeply touched by natural beauty then perhaps you should donate your eyes to someone who cannot see, but would like to.
There are autumnal personalities. Summer personalities. Take time to learn which type of person you are being, when. You will show yourself in stages – each age of you – to be of a season. Your behaviours and preferences at certain times in your life will demonstrate to you – and others – your type. When you understand yourself as a reflection of Nature you become more open to – and tolerant of – your changeability, and that of others. Your personality can go through phases, as can your feelings. You might be completely in love with a person on Tuesday and on Wednesday you watch them across the room and wonder who they truly are. These swings in feelings, behaviours, are not to be side-lined, evaded. They can be extreme on occasion, but even so they are to be looked at and they are to be accepted as part of your make-up. If you refuse to accept who you honestly are – how can you possibly expect anybody else to want to bother? If you spend your days hiding your true self from sight, avoiding your repressions, suppressions and insecurities, you are wasting everyone’s time. Be who you are, when you are. No-one wants to spend time getting to know a liar.
Seasonal flow is how to go about your life. Let your days come to you and then let them go. Take them at face-value. Each one has something to teach you. Know that sometimes you will feel like hibernating. At other times you will feel like you have the fire of midsummer sun in your heart. It depends. That seasons are always in flux should give you a clue as to the nature of the run of your race. Don’t push or shove yourself around. Let the seasons guide you. Each one has raw beauty. Let the beauty seduce you.