Have you ever closely watched ants?
Well, I have, the small back ones and the big exotic ones too, I am sure we all have.
Don't they seem to have a sense of purpose, they are doing something all the time, moving at a great speed, they follow lines they build their homes and they LIVE.
Its not hard to see that they aren’t so different to us, we move fast and although we break lines, sometimes we stall and stand and fall and then slowly move on… we ended up being a lot like ants, building homes collecting food, following our kind without a question or a doubt, we walk the path.
Its like God whispered the purpose of life to an ant but he left it to us to figure out our own
We look at each one who ever broke this pattern in awe, like they have something special and like they have access to some divine secret but no they are just people like us who decided to not be like ants anymore.
They moved into exploring and developing themselves and exercise their birthright of being who they choose to be and deciding for themselves the purpose they think is theirs.
take some time out and look at Ants (it may sound like a rediculous excercise) But really look at them, they all look the same .. don’t they?
They are not so simmilar if you were to look through a microscope, but to the naked eye they look the same. THE SAME.
Now if we were to zoom out if our lives, really zoom out. 3000 ft above sea level. That’s what we all would look like too. But the arrogance we have and the stubbornness we show towards our daily goals is beyond my understanding.
We have all been at a place in our lives when we have felt small, smaller than we already are. Who are we comparing ourselves to?
When all we are are a spec in the ocean of life. doing the same things, striving for the same goals and living the same life.
Knowing our true calling may add color to our lives but in doing that, we need to drop it all, close our eyes and go within, Its the simplest thing to do but in doing so we feel lost, we feel alone...sometimes even scared, we are scared to stand still and DO nothing.
We hope for the life we desire to unfold, beacuse we don't think its ultimately in our hands.
Just like ants can't tell the if they are nearing a wall, or a step to take them higher. We cant see that this shadow we are in right now is a wall or maybe a step that if we climb in faith will take us to a higher, newer place.
If we pause for a moment, really take alook at our lives, its possible that just maybe we end up making a choice and take a new path. A path which isnt visible to us with these blinders on.
We worship Buddha and kneel before Christ, but “God Forbid” we would allow ourselves or anyone dear to walk the path they did.
Scared of attaining too much wisdom that we might loose focus from the goals we’ve made out to be our lives purpose, yet every time we fall, we hope for Christ to come save us.
Something isn't right… there is something we are closing ourselves to and that "something" is in fact the source of our greatest liberation.
Liberation from the preconceived vision of life.
Our purpose is not to follow and obey and accept and pretend. Our purpose is to invent and explore and design and expand a life for ourselves.
Trust in Gods plan, believe it to be working, if each of us grew to our full potential, Just imagine the view of the world, More artists, more painters, more visionaries, more love.
There is something you are meant to be, something that you are meant to do, that only you can and unless you do it’ll never be.
We can be the masterpieces we are meant to be, Unless buying that loaf of bread and making that pot of coffee is not what we limit ourselves to
We are magnificent. Sharing that with the world is our job. We must choose, truly make up our mind so we create and desire that which we are truly worthy of, not what comes by as a mistaken stroke of fate.
I say this because like many of you I have held myself back long enough, I followed the path, walked the line. Some say I was really good at it but I felt I failed because even though it looked like success my heart refused to fake a smile. It stood apart, it stood alone, it just stood away from it all and watched me with eyes of grief. It told me I was lying, lying to myself.
I was often moving from one place to the next, one job to another, one work title to the next and nothing seem to fit! not for a minute.
When I gave up my high paying job because it didnt feel right, people called me crazy, not immediately but slowly I started to enjoy that. It was then that I felt real, free from the burden of being successful at my job, I was free when all those whom I set out to please gave up on me.
Slowly I recovered, I meditated, I wrote, I sang and I painted. I realised I dont want to be what I was expected to be, it had to be original… it had to be me.
I jumped into the well of an inside story, I came across much that I had left in a hurry, small hurts and big reasons to worry were all inside me old and dreary. It took me time and years of agony to uncover my heart for the first time finally. It smiled at me
I took my time to clean up the mess I made, it doesn’t get done easily, you have to sit down with it, you have to give it time, You have to make your life matter to you at least before you step outside.
Love & Sunshine