#27 Every Brave and Foolish

Sometimes I wish I had realized earlier in my life how important it is to do what we came here for. But earlier in mylife, I didn’t know that my soul came here for a purpose. Or even that there was a soul of me that is bigger than this mrtal personality of me. Sometimes when look back I wish I had realized how valuable our time here is, how profoundly important it is to follow our dream, and each new dream as it comes. That is our soul speaking to us. What our heart desires, is what our soul intends.

Life will be easy or hard, regardless of what we do. It will have both times of challenge and moments of amazing grace when we receive more than we have asked for, and much more than we thought we were worthy of. In the meantime, every moment of this lifetime we are learning about who and what we truly are: the embodied spirit and offspring of God/ the conscious universe.

if we are spiritually awake, we will often recognize what we are learning along this path. If we are not, we will learn anyway, by making the same mistakes in different ways over and over again. All of us have had that experience whether we recognized it or not. When we recognize it, we have begun to complete that lesson.

On more than one occasion Spirit, which I’ve come to call my Inner Counselor, has told me “You cannot make a mistake.” At first I was both stunned and confused by that, because in my opinion, I had obviously made so many. But the meaning proved to be deeper than my opinion, or anybody’s. The meaning had to do with the process of human life and the evolution of mind and spirit. “Mistakes” are truly only exercises for learning and growing.

I’m glad for every brave and foolish thing I ever did, win or lose. Those brave moments and days opened up the doors of my life and urged me through. Those were the things people said I should not even try, because they were impossible. But I was drawn to them with my whole heart. Those things I worked for, and held in my secret heart, and wished for on every wishing-star rising in the first dark of evening. Those “impossible” things that ultimately were not impossible, just hard.

The very first time I achieved one of them, it was a gift, and I knew it. There was the most deep and strong and peaceful kind of joy that just filled me up completely. It was not the sort of feeling you get from winning a race - not pride or glory - but gratitude and a kind of awe. That feeling was as if you’ve been given this extraordinary gift not because you deserved it, or even because you worked so hard for it, but because you just wanted it so much. And so God/ Life brought you to it, and it to you. “The gift is already given” ... “but you must claim it."

Jesus said “Nothing shall be impossible to you, if you have faith.” The hardest work is not the physical seeking itself, though that may be difficult and strenuous and long. The hardest and the most important work is keeping the faith that the gift you seek, if it is good, will somehow be given to you, regardless of the odds.

And sometimes, the seeking will lead not to the expected goal, but to another seeking. A door opens that turns out to be the way to another door. Take all the ones your heart beckons you to, and refuse the ones where your gut-reaction really doesn’t want to go. There’s a saying about “a path with a heart.” Make as many decisions as you dare to, not with your logical mind, and never with your emotions, but with the quiet wisdom of your heart. And then follow them, using your logical-working-mind to help with the details and plot the map to get there. Be willing to make detours and course-corrections along the way, and enjoy the view.

The path will pass through some dark places, and lots of unknown territory. But know that the path is sure and true and is always there for you, just like the stars are always there, even on the darkest nights, or hidden behind overcast for a while.

We all came here for a reason, not for nothing. Deepak Chopra said “Your assignment in the world is two things only: to discover your true self, and to express that true self in the world." We are all doing some of that, whether we realize it or not.

The work of youth is to play, like the work of puppies and all young things. We learn about life by doing whatever comes, not realizing yet that we have choices, that we are always making choices either knowingly or unknowingly, and that our choices are creating our life and our world. The work of maturity is the conscious use of these truths to do something that feels meaningful and useful and good.

I made some mistakes when I was young; I am undoubtedly making some now; and as long as I live my life with honesty and courage, I know I will make some more. Yes, there are some things I regret, but they have also made me wiser now. Looking back, I can see it all making sense, in some odd and uniquely personal way. I know now that there was a reason for all of it, and all of it was a gift to me.

Take time to give thanks for the colors of your days, and the indigo darks of your nights. Be glad for every brave and foolish thing you have ever done, for that path has brought you here. Start now to be who you are today, and let the past, pass. Take what was valuable and bring it with you, and leave the rest; you don’t need it. Carry no grudge, and no guilt with you, for today you are creating tomorrow.

Do the work of forgiving yourself, and forgiving everybody else gets easier. All of it was a worthwhile part of your learning, and a part of your life’s adventure.

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