You don't have to be superman or
superwoman, don't have to be anyone else or anywhere else, you can simply be who you already are, here and now. Does a tree ever wish it were
taller, had different shaped leaves or grew in a different part of the forest?
How absurd!
Of course this doesn't mean we can't
make plans, expand our knowledge, develop our talents or try to achieve things
in life, if that's where we find our joy, it's when we believe we need to do
these things in order to achieve happiness that the suffering begins. And
neither do we have to start sleeping on a bed of nails, wearing a hairshirt or
a spiked chain around our thigh to feel the moment more intensely! Oh how we
love to make it all so difficult, so epic and heroic. In feeling that easiness,
that deep ok-ness with life as it is, the protective layers can begin to
loosen. And as the costumes fall and the masks all drop, here, in our
nakedness, exposed and vulnerable, feeling the raw, fragile, heart-aching
beauty of our humanity, we come to know the incomprehensible miracle of our
divinity, the essence of our being, the lifeblood of all experiencing. This is what all the longing is truly
for, what all the pain, fear and discomfort is continually beckoning us
towards. And in that homecoming lies the end of all the waiting...
So what are you waiting for?
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