21/01/2021
When we let go of seeking to become someone better than who we are in this moment, we become what we’ve been seeking all along.
Self acceptance is a willingness to be extraordinarily ordinary. This means accepting ourselves without trying to become greater, purer, or more complete. Accepting our imperfections allows them to become friends on our path. Trying to rid ourselves of them turns them into enemies, moving us further from wholeness and reinforcing an emptiness that no self improvement quest can overcome.
Our problem is that we’re always trying to assign meaning or make sense of things. We think that things need to make sense, when actually they don’t. Life is not obligated to make sense to us. In fact, expecting everything to make sense is nonsense. Yet we become prisoners in our quest for it. We’ve convinced ourselves that human perfection = spiritual attainment. We try to rid ourselves of all desires, expectations, conditions, dependency, attachments, etc. But to what end? To become who we “should” be? Because who we should be is who we are!
Everything we do is dominated by oneself. “I” want to be awakened, enlightened, spiritual, healed, improved, which is no different than any other desire. The self always tries to keep itself in the center of its consciousness. However, this is fiction because there IS no self at the center of ones consciousness. Yet the self wants to have it both ways. It wants to experience the divine — but experience it through the self. It’s total nonsense and we need to come to our senses. But we have to be out of our minds to do it.
Perhaps the only way to make sense out of anything is to embrace fiction as fundamental like a child does. Maybe fiction makes a better job of the truth; imagination more powerful than knowledge; fantasy triumphs over reality. What if getting lost in art, poems, books, movies, romance and play is the only way to find sense in all the nonsense.
You’re putting off your life until you realize there IS no destination. The path ITSELF is the destination — even NO path is a destination. Respectfully, it’s a game of nonsense. But if you aren’t playing the game, the game is playing you.
