This Mark Manson article "Being Special Isn't So Special" left me thinking, wondering really, about what exactly I am doing with my life at this point. We go about our lives searching for something, often times having no idea what that something is, but dammit it better be waiting there. Thing is, that happiness, that satisfaction is right in front of our faces. It's everywhere. It's in the sunrise, the sunset, the rain, the people we meet, the taste of the air as the cold wind blows. It's in the music, the smiles, the laughter and the tears. It's right there if we open our hearts and minds to it.
Since coming back in the states I have been spending an inordinate amount of time at a local coffee shop drinking double cappuccinos and listening to music ("Chet Faker - Built on Glass" is my latest sweet find) while doing fuck all except practicing/teaching yoga, playing bar trivia, and apparently working to expand my social life. (Fun fact, it's made me wear a bow tie no less than three times this past month.")
I see people being productive, or what appears to be so, and it sometimes gives me a feeling of guilt. I'm like "Jeff!! What are you doing?! You're supposed to be out there making things happen. You're doing...NOTHING!!" It's scary, you know. Like wondering when it's all going to go to shit and suddenly I'll be sitting there wondering where that truck came from that sideswiped me.
I see people being productive, or what appears to be so, and it sometimes gives me a feeling of guilt. I'm like "Jeff!! What are you doing?! You're supposed to be out there making things happen. You're doing...NOTHING!!" It's scary, you know. Like wondering when it's all going to go to shit and suddenly I'll be sitting there wondering where that truck came from that sideswiped me.
I guess this is my signal to just sit there, as I was taught during yoga teacher training, and be the observer of my thoughts and feelings. Without judgement, simply allowing my mind to be. The inspiration will come, the path will show itself. Love will happen. The joy is in the process, the simplicity of the mundane and normal. Imagine your older self in 20 or 30 years looking back at the now you. What would that older self say to you? What would your younger childhood self say to you? I'm pretty sure they would both agree in telling you 'Live now, love now, let the goodness into your life. Don't wait, take the leap and do that thing that you've always wanted to, even if that something is next to nothing."
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