Those who have hearts will recognise the familiar deep ache that signifies the alignment between the longing and the longed-for. A heart grown of patient longing for the long-awaited is not a weak heart. It is the heart made stronger than the divide between the two. That strength not only generates an unbreakable bond linking the beginning of the longing and the end of its trajectory, it provides both sides with the power to align at any point with one another – regardless of space or time – and find their way home to belonging.
A heart that longs is naturally a pained heart. It is apt to be so. A self denied is a tortured soul indeed and I suspect that this, for many who soon realise they have rejected their own essence, will in due course become patently clear. Perhaps that is why most people will do anything to distract themselves from the actuality that an age-old longing pre-exists every one of us, and is inherent in each of ourselves. That longing in itself alone is the reason we are actually here and it would be wise for you to try and remember at least that.
The Heart’s Longing is an inspiration, its manifestation a miracle. Implicit trust, the application of absolute faith in the pure heart’s true vision and the willingess to serve its subsequent longing is what finds you the necessary capacity to match the laws of attraction resonating from the beginning of the longed-for’s trajectory.
In my personal experience, life is not convenient. Neither is it a convenience. It is a gift, given. That is not to say that it always feels like a present, because it doesn’t. However. Convenience tends to save time and that is why it is useful. Convenience is not to be confused with instant gratification, convenience is about making things easier to manage – or handle. It is not about making things immediately available to a planet consumed by its own inability to curb its inclination to take an arm when offered a hand. For instance, it is convenient to know that those you can trust are trustworthy. It is a convenience having an aptitude for diversity, too, particularly when you discover that you have been labelled the ‘Corner Store’.
Change is consistent, constant. It is not convenient – of that you can rest assured. Change causes a great many people a great deal of angst – pain, even. That is unfortunate. Change is not to be feared unless you are becoming a mutant or changing into a pillar of salt, for example, in which case you were probably not supposed to turn around. Change is inspiring in a life well-lived. It brings new perspectives, new world views and new ways of solving persistent issues mired in the denial that has become routine daily life. It is a privilege, though, to discover through ceaseless change how adaptable we are, how resilient our natures, and that is what makes it possible for us to transcend any reality we are handed – no matter how forcefully we are encouraged to ‘receive’ it.
A convenience store should stock everything that people usually forget to buy at other shops. Those ‘last-minute’ items none of us can do without. Like padkos, you know. Food for the trip. Or a beach towel, say. You never know when you might be visiting the beach. Should a convenience store sell beers? I would say yes, definitely, but I suspect it depends on where the convenience store is situated. A convenience store selling illicit beers in the UAE, for instance, would be liable for a hefty fine.
It is an interesting thought. How do you convey an understanding? That is some skill, when you can do that effectively. It is a skill we are all learning, all the time. It is about being skilled in communication. However you choose to do that. Understanding is visceral. You can feel it. How do you confer a feeling? First you must understand the feeling before you can attempt to share it. When you hear a truth, remember that you do not need to remind yourself to remember it for the future, when you hear a truth it sinks right in. You have to do nothing more than hear it. Hearing is not the same as listening. Also, it is best if you do not start trying to fight the truth with reason – man’s reason ought not be valued as much as it is in this world. It tries with its noise to out-shout others whose opinions are more valuable.
It is said that love means understanding a person’s position when they wrong you, treat you badly. Instead of lashing out, you stand back and you consider what pain the person must be in. Pain governs a great deal of bad behaviour and oftentimes deserves empathy. This can be challenging. Of course, should the person treating you badly simply be an arsehole, then take yourself out of their equation. In life there is really little point in surrounding yourself with arseholes, do not allow yourself to become one, either. It is a choice.
To share an understanding with another is a beautiful thing indeed. Your understandings will guide you in life. They guide very effectively when you have them accessible, your understandings lead you to ever-new perceptions about people, times, places. Fresh perceptions are necessary in life. They inspire you. When you understand something new, or you understand a thing differently to the way you understood it before, you give yourself tools with which to work your life around you. It is worth taking time to understand a thing, things. Tools come in a variety of shapes, and sizes.
When are you most productive? When you are doing something you like, or when a whip is at your back. Both methods work. For some, deadlines motivate. The chase to the end, motivates. For others, the push is in an obligation, a feeling of being responsible. Why is it that some people feel the need to do something about the state of this planet and others will not be bothered? It is time to kick these sleeping people out of their beds. I am tired of hearing the old story that it is no one’s job to bring the humans along, kicking and screaming. That it is no one’s job to force them to wake up and take stock of where they are so they can decide where they want to be. Who made up that story? The same people who sit on the sidelines and watch this world implode? Too bad for the silent fence-sitters. The story has changed.
You are productive when you are driven, inspired. If you lack inspiration, what can you do? You can search for new experiences. If you are averse to new experiences you must ask yourself why. What is this need to live a traditional life? Why are there not more pioneers? Life is a construct. Construct a model that works. Why are there inflexible missionaries striding around making noise about choices? Just because another’s choice is not yours, you cannot condemn it. Do not hide behind God and shout about what is not right in his eyes when you have no idea what he likes and what he doesn’t. When last did he pass comment on the way humans behave? Does he even care? The problem is that people are still whispering the same Hail Mary the priests were prescribing last century. It works no better now than it did then.
Be productive in your thinking. There is no point dreaming up doom and gloom for yourself. Take your thoughts and modify them to include new possibilities that will improve your life. Know that a productive life is a life well-lived. However you choose to live well, is up to you.
Inspiration is powerful. It motivates you to act. Feeling inspired does not mean sitting dreaming about possibilities. It means sitting and dreaming, of course, but it means more than that. It means doing something with the energy generated by your ideas. Good ideas create good vibes. Bad ideas do not. Bad ideas sometimes supercede good ideas. It happens. That is because a bad idea is usually disguised as a good idea in the head of the thinker. It is astounding what you can convince yourself of if you are determined. Use your inspiration to inspire others. What greater gift can you give the world? Inspire your colleagues by being the positive guy. Inspire your family by being real. Watching somebody be real is a privilege. It is a pity we do not do it more often. It is a good way to show respect for ourselves and regard for another person.
Expiration is equally powerful. It is the opposite of inspiration but it does not feel like it is. It does not feel like demotivation and it does not feel too much like breathing, either. To me, it feels like death. We expire, eventually. When we have done what we were sent to do on this planet, we die. Try not to be sentimental about death. It happens all the time. There is no point in fearing it. It is a freedom. It is a state we should learn to understand better, not dread. We have become a little too precious about death in the 21st century, despite our being bombarded with terminal facts and figures that defy reason and belief. Death is in our faces every day. What we learn is that we are alive, then we are not. Death is life. We should not hang on too tightly to the departed – as hard as that can be – we must let them move on without us because our possessiveness hinders their ability to leave this material plane. Do not cause your loved ones to have to wait forever for you to be over them, because they will wait for as long as you need them. Let them go forwards. They have a path that needs travelling, they have their own footprints to find. They have their own karmas to meet. Remember that when you are dead you do not feel sad for the living. You do not feel. Those of us left behind, feel. That is life. If we can realise that being dead is not a punishment, we can evolve. Dead is simply where you end up after being alive. How you die is what is important. We should all aspire to dying in our sleep – that is a treasure unlike any other.
We keep a spirit alive by letting it breathe through us. Do not be selfish with your breathing. When you speak of the dead, try to speak of them with love. It is a good thing for you and it is a good thing for them. The dead are best pleased to hear words of love. They are no different to the living.