Time has this annoying way of moving continuously on without my consent...
I cannot believe it's been over two years since my last post! Unbelievable.
I purposely took a break from writing, well, because I wasn't particularly faithful to it to begin with and secondly, dealing with the stuff of life has been a little more important than this particular creative outlet.
So, there you have it. An excuse, such as it is...pretty pathetic I know.
For the two or three of you who subscribed to this innocuous little blog - I am sorry. But hey, it's kind of like getting back together after a break-up.
So here we are, starting over.
If you have an analytical mind, which I typically do not, you have probably noticed that life is full of processes.
Things have a particular order to them... If we use the example of nature - things are sublimely ordered and follow cycles of life and change with clock-like precision, unless acted upon by some outside force, like humanity.
Humans also have a particular order to them... processes in our lives that were seemingly designed, if you will. From birth to death, there is an order, a rhythm so to speak.
When we step outside of those processes, or infringe upon those intended designs, we mess with the system... and things begin to go terribly wrong.
But in our arrogance, we only see that our actions, no matter how heinous, are creating a (perhaps momentarily) perceived benefit to us as an individual.
We "feel" like what we've done or are doing is justified, because it serves to feed our need to "control" our lives; the design thereof and the processes therein...perhaps even making us feel "happy".
But what we fail to realize is that we've screwed up the works.
These designs and processes have a particular rhythm to them and when we function according to design, we flow beautifully in time with with the score.
When we step outside of the design...well, things get mucked up and life becomes an attempt to get back in rhythm.
Now, that isn't to say that life is exempt from outside forces that want to try and disrupt the timing and processes of our lives... However, our job is to recognize those things for what they are and resist the temptation to allow them, (whatever "them" might be), access to our life. And if negative circumstances arise because of interference by an outside force, we have to take responsibility for how we respond to those forces and do our best to get back on track. That might even require asking for help...
And for those who feel like the designed cycles and processes are confining or restricting... they really have a greater margin and tolerance for error than what occurs when we purposely step outside of the design and try to create a different model than what was intended.
What am I trying to say? There is freedom in the process. There is room to create, to try and fail, to thrive and enjoy life. But outside of the process, leaving things to our own devices and perceived, "control", it gets pretty dark and hopeless and messed up.
The timing in all of this gobbledygook, is the one variable that no one truly comprehends... because, none of us knows exactly how much time we have and it just keeps on tickin' away.
And, no one gets more than one attempt at this. One life. That's all.
For me, I want to make the most of the time I've been given, and to do so means operating within the processes that have been designed for me.
A life of purpose and destiny. Not fatalistic or programmed, but life to the fullest. Life in the process, as designed.
