Some days are just for getting through. Some hours, too...then, usually, it's just that the hour feels like a day. I'm guessing the root cause of that feeling is our getting up in our head, trying to fix whatever it is that we're not sure is wrong. I'm guessing the reason I'm guessing that is that's where I am.
It's interesting...reading the Gita is just ticking me off. I'd like to think that's because I don't understand it, but the fact is, it is perfectly understandable. It doesn't say a thing different from any and every spiritual book I've ever connected with.
Ah. There's the problem, I bet. I want different so I can go haring off hoping this newbie will fix me...this will take away my restless, my irritable, my discontent.
It won't, of course.
That's the big r.i.d. We'll never by rid of our restless, irritable discontent. That's how we get to learn gratitude for the less-than-wonderful of life. If it weren't for the r.i.d.'s, would I still be digging as much as ever? Probably not. I'd probably be drifting along, feeling bored, but feeling safe...nothing to threaten when I'm wrapped in the self-protection of nothing new to learn, think, feel, be. I got it. Gonna sit right here and not watch the world go by.
I am getting it. Restless, irritable, discontent is just code for the fact that still more spiritual growth is all we need be seeking. That's what the Gita told me AGAIN just this morning. And that's when a great big old yawn dragged itself across my face. And God laughed.
One thing I know...when God laughs, I can get happy for my world is about to change. If I keep looking at my world through my eyes, I'll keep myself deaf, dumb, blind...and discontented.
I am enchanted with the fact that all I need do to upgrade my world is to upgrade my attitude. I get grateful for my world just exactly as it is right this very minute, and voila! My world is new.
Thank you.
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