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choices for the highest good. Wow!
What a statement to try and get my head
around! What is the highest good? Is your highest good--my highest good? Or
someone else’s highest good? We all define the highest good on our own personal
level. Is the highest good for ALL ?
I am on my own spiritual quest. At 53 years of age I have
decided to look over my shoulder- to turn on my heel and walk away from
everything familiar. Leaving all material wants behind and go alone upon my
journey. My quest- my highest good is going to art college. It was NOT a part of
my families highest good plan.
(Smiling)
(Smiling)
So I have answered my own question. My plan- my wants are
selfish. (Nodding head) No matter what I did- someone was going to suffer. If I
didn’t go to art school- I would suffer- becoming bitter and full of self
loathing.
I am at college and left my family standing there, shrugging and wondering what happened to our clan. Now, “the highest good” comes
down to this: “Treat people how you want to be treated.” I admit I haven’t always done that. Perhaps
the “owning” of ones life comes with maturity. I am working on this life
lesson. Be patient with me.
In hind sight, I see: “Wow, I really have been a jerk. I could have done that better.” Maybe THAT is the point of self realization- self actualization. I must be changing, growing…
Which brings me to the second topic change.
Change… every thing transforms...mutates…grows..and some
times dies. I hate the death part. The seasons are a great way to deal with
change. The seasons remind us of rebirth
and transformation.
Time is quietly beside me…My hair growing and becoming more
white. Time keeps dancing - watching me change.
Incredible honesty J...you have only one shot at life and have to do what makes you happy and fulfilled... People can see you are living your best life and be inspired by you! Proud of you! :)
ReplyDeleteBeautiful ... Straight from the heart .. an Honest Heart ... Speaks a lot about the integrity of the person writing . keep journeying ...
ReplyDeleteas you wrote "......Change… every thing transforms...mutates…grows..and some times dies. I hate the death part. The seasons are a great way to deal with change. The seasons remind us of rebirth and transformation.
Time is quietly beside me…My hair growing and becoming more white. Time keeps dancing - watching me change."