I was reminded this morning of how I once was before I
learned to love my life. I used to live behind a thin layer of defensiveness,
and whatever I was thinking, feeling, doing, being, I had a cover story. And it
always ended with "so it's not my fault."
I can't remember when I learned that it is the love of life itself that is our key to happiness.
Until we know and show that we love life itself, we cannot love "those who despitefully use you," or "do good to those who hate you," or "love your neighbor as yourself". We cannot even want to do those things when we're living in our "it's not my fault" world.
I can't remember when I learned that it is the love of life itself that is our key to happiness.
Until we know and show that we love life itself, we cannot love "those who despitefully use you," or "do good to those who hate you," or "love your neighbor as yourself". We cannot even want to do those things when we're living in our "it's not my fault" world.
It's not my fault, the very words, speak of our willingness
to throw our own young under the bus to keep from taking personal
responsibility for our faults, our mistakes...or our assets for that matter. It
is amazing how hard it is to make a list of our assets (and I'm not saying
"long" list...just to jot down 2 or 3, or, ideally, 4). We'd rather
stay stuck in seeing Gertrude's defects, Don's bad behavior...or, for that
matter, inventorying our mother, our father, our sister, our brother which, of course,
is just another way of justifying, of holding onto, our own bad behavior.
But once we make that turn, once we begin the return trip
home deeper to our higher consciousness, we find life itself, all life
including the nitpicks of our personal journey, to be wondrous, joyful...just
fine in a word, and thank you very much.
It all begins with our willingness to upgrade our attitude. Get grateful, get grace.
Thank You.
It all begins with our willingness to upgrade our attitude. Get grateful, get grace.
Thank You.
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