I’ve been so far away from my blog the last six months. It’s almost as though I took a backseat to life. I allowed its events and opportunities to whisk me away. Sometimes I got caught up in its drama, other times I tried to control it. And through it all, I learned a valuable lesson. That life, with all it’s ups and downs, good and bad, positives and negatives, is to be lived.
There will be days when fate takes over the reigns from your hands, and all you can do is try to understand why your soul created that experience for you. What is it that you need to learn from it? And that’s when the magic can begin. Once you know, once you understand, the reigns are back in your perfectly manicured or weather-beaten hands. You then have absolute power. Do you choose to accept what was just handed out to you, and live out every minute of that lesson, just to get to its end? Or do you choose to understand the learning of the event, without going through the physical realities it projects onto you?
Life, my love, is a choice. Every moment of every day, we’re choosing. You’re choosing to read this right now. Five minutes ago, you chose something totally different. Tomorrow you’ll chose anew again. You choose what time you want to set your alarm for; you choose whether or not you feel like stretching your arms; you choose when you want to meet someone you love; you choose to go in to work each day; you choose to breathe; you choose to love; you choose to live. And all these choices are so very easy and so seemingly unobvious, that we often forget that every single thing we’ve ever done in our lives has been a choice we’ve made to do those things. We’ve always had the power to choose. We always will. Even those who give up, have chosen to give up. Those who succeed have chosen that path. Those who laugh, have chosen to laugh at that moment, instead of cry. We make choices all the time, about things we don’t even realise the importance of. And those choices are so easy to make, so second nature to us, that we forget that life would have beenn so different had we chosen otherwise; had we opened a door instead of closing it, had we decided to sleep in, instead of wake up, had we decided to say yes instead of no.
And just as these everyday choices are so easy to make, why not the other choices we run away from? A choice is still a choice. The subject of the choice is irrelevant, because the concept of choosing is what you’re dealing with. So if it’s that easy to choose between wearing black or white, reading or sleeping, broccoli or bean sprouts, then why isn’t it just as easy to choose between staying or leaving, loving or hurting, feeling joy or sorrow…
And think of the power you would regain because YOU, and YOU alone, made every single one of those choices. Consciously. Not unknowingly, not because there was no other option (because there always is. Not because it just felt like the right thing. But because beautiful, amazing, wonderful, gorgeous, amazing YOU, chose to do so.
Now revel in the power of the choices you made that brought you to this point, that gave you your power back, that are making you smile right now.
Lucky lucky you. If you had any idea that the angels rejoice and cheer every time you choose for yourself, you’d be a conscious choice-making machine. As if you aren’t already!
Just remember no choice you ever make will be the wrong one. It will always be one that leads you to where you need to be at this moment in time and space.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
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