Thursday, December 29, 2011

Drift

I have come to find that people drift in life.

We drift towards another human being. We drift to those like us. We drift to those who have similar interests. We drift to those who we connect with on some level, even if we have no clue what that is.

We also drift AWAY. We drift away when scared. We drift away when things aren't right. We drift away when we need away.

Odd to me the most is the ones we Drift towards. ...

It is so interesting to me that coincidentally I can be reading a blog. I write a post comment somewhere else. Another person then replies to that post, sending me a link of something I NEED to read and lo and behold it is the blog I am already reading.

Today that happened.

The blog I was reading that she sent me to was White Hot Truth

Expectation Addicts

Simply put-Show Up, Shine, Let Go.
Because when you're showing up in the now, you don't have time to expect much. You're focused on the give, not the get.expectations shrink your shine and weigh you down with worry and equations.

Then this part I printed, am currently collaging and going to put it where I can look at it daily

A PRAYER FOR RECOVERING EXPECTATION ADDICTS

Lord, Shiva, Yaweh, Saraswati, [insert your own deities here] pimp my shizzle and deliver me to where it's best.
Yess'm, Jesus, life, cosmic intelligence, Milky Way Magi, take the wheel.
I know you've got my back. I know that you know how intensely my heart burns, how sweet is the honey at the center of my center, how much I am capable of. And God knows (that'd be you) how game I am to collaborate with you to make good stuff happen.
I accept my calling: to show up and shine. Unfurled and honest. Determined to be only that which I am.
I'm here to give...my all.
I trust that pure intention counts for plentiful support.
I trust we'll get where I'm going, together -- once I learn to be where I am.
I'll go make my art now.
I have faith that you've got the rest covered.
Amen. Om shanti. Shalom. 


In addition to this I happen to click over to this other post Danille posted

"In honour of the fact that life is short: ecstatic sex, quitting, and wearing your best"

 
wear your white shirts. get them pressed.
use your good dishes -- everyday.
shave on weekends.

do not wait for special occasions.
do not tuck your best away in the drawers, in the back of the closet, in your heart.
don't wait for holidays or invitations.

declare that your today is the special occasion.
call instead of emailing. (it feels so good to connect.)
go for coffee.

quit.
take care of it.

renounce your glory days. you've told all of those stories more than twice.
focus forward.

wear perfume for yourself. toss your only-wear-around-the-house clothes and let your good clothes graduate to around-the-house status.

intend to feel good all of the time.

write your book.
launch.
make ecstatic sex a priority. (this deliberateness will make you more creative, productive and generally gracious. on your death bed, you will think about all the amazing sex you had this lifetime.)
burn your to-do list.
write poetry. one a day.
make a point to be as encouraging as possible, as much as possible, to everyone possible.
don't look back.
if you feel like you're always failing, consider that this is part of being an artist. let it be a divine inclination. keep going.
enter.
leave.
eat real food.
often refuse to be in the presence of people who make you feel repressed, anxious, or pull your frequency down.
do not entertain haters.
send light to the haters.
give it away. you probably don't need it and someone else does.
turn off the tv.
let it be easy.
burn candles. during the day.
fall in love. with yourself. with the person you're with. with the persons in your orbit.
because no one is perfect, but you can let the love be perfect for the both of you.
because everyone -- everyone -- is a doorway to God.
because you can get there from here.

because life is short.