December 19, 2010
December 10, 2010
The real work is to let go and just flow with the river. When we do this true purpose unfolds. Planning and strategizing is fighting the flow. The piece of art will make itself better than we ever could. it will come from within. Planning is mechanical. The flow is love. Just be in love with it. Be nature's instrument. let it show you what it wants to be. The great writer Edwardo Galeano, when writing his greatest works said...the story picked him to tell it to the world. Michelangelo would free the image from the stone. it was already in the stone. the true artist just masters a language with which s/he can help us see/hear/feel the muses. we need to live life like an artist. the true artist creates by letting go. strange things happen, even logistically when we stop resisting.
Purpose (what people refer to mostly as destiny) is from within, something we choose and have chosen to come here and fulfill (even before we came), not something that befalls us against our will. The essential Q is what is (really) free will? No one will stop you from 'choosing' any path (for instance one different to your true purpose). But technically speaking that is not free will. So choice is not yet free will. I can choose something but it is not yet free will. The core is if it comes from within or without (meaning the prompt). we can be manipulated into choosing something or a path. The 'idea' of true purpose would be connected to real free will meaning unconditioned. Coming truly from within and thus from ourselves and not from without/others. Only a real individual can exersize free will (technically speaking). The word destiny is a tricky one here for it is linked to predestination and fate and can be construed as something happening beyond ones choice. true purpose is quite the opposite.
December 05, 2010
I start to get wet when I observe it is raining, not before.
My son came home yesterday. He said 'daddy, daddy, I have big news'.
I had a huge breakthrough with your work.
He said he got off the bus and didn't realize it was raining.
And that for those instances he didn't realize it was raining,
(yet) while walking in it, he didn't get wet.