“We know how to go to the moon, but the trajedy is that we still do not know how to live on planet earth.” —– Sadhguru Joggi Vasudev
The evidence of the above quote is markedly visible and experienced for each of us every day. With the passage of time, it is becoming more the norm than the exception to view the constantly changing landscape of daily life as a barrage of assaults to the aesthetic consciousness, to those of us living in the present awareness of who we are, why we are here, where we are going, in what direction and for what purpose. When distilled further Stephen R. Covey puts it another way, “Happiness like unhappiness is a pro-active choice.”
Becoming an activist in your own life, gives substance to your fundamental focus of clarifing the many questions that confound, disrupt, confuse, derail, up-end and otherwise make your life intolerable. Happiness is guaranteed to no one. You are responsible for your own happiness, as with many things in this life . . . it is a conscious choice of will. Look around you, can you assimilate the constancy of chaos that appears to exist within and without every walk of life on a consistently continuing basis? You may cajole yourself into thinking yes, however upon further introspection . . . chaotic, non-substantive, confusing, misleading, behavior or conduct becomes beyond skewed and your vision is obscured. Dr. Wayne Dyer has another way of projecting this, “The state of your life is nothing more than a reflection of your state of mind.”
The layers of your life consist of many experiences, which may enhance the journey or make it miserable. We always have a choice, although in some instances we may feel we do not, thus creating a labyrinth of “victimolgy” attaching ourselves to “our story” of bad luck and failure which may serve a specific purpose for a time. However, once that time passes . . . the proverbial “brick wall” is hit. We may either spin another “victim-hood” scenario or become responsible, conciously aware individuals and end the cycle. The endgame is the same as Oscar Wilde aptly suggests . . . “We are all in the gutter, but some us are looking ar the stars.” JLR