Life

Life is such a cosmic mix of opportunities to simply be. In almost everything we extol it is about the real person emerging. These are moments of greatness, these are the moments when we overcome whatever it is that holds us back from being Who We Really Are.

I've been thinking about it alot lately, through the inspiration of a book I've been reading, and it seems to me that we spend our entire lives in the effort of allowing our inner most truest person out.

Why is it so hard? Why is it such a difficult task in the first place? Why does it seem like the fear is more commonplace than its counterpart? Why don't we pop out all vim and vigor and ready to show the world who we really are?

I think there are alot of misconceptions that work this one. First there is the misconception of separation that has brought us through so many lifetimes. Then there are misconceptions of guilt, feeling unworthy, unloved, or unheard and when you add them to the illusion of separation, it is like a field day for the ego. Ego starts popping in with all sorts of defense mechanisms, survival mechanisms, and perfectly reasonable explanations for everything which underscore that only it, itself, is safe, and all else is separate, and therefore unsafe.

We hide behind so many masks - masks to divert attention to us or away from us, masks to prove how worthy we are, masks to shiled the eyes of the world from ever seeing that we are not worthy...on and on the list goes. They are all masks of protection, but they also stop life. They stop us from dancing, they stop us from laughing, they stop us from doing silly things and not minding, they stop us from being present in this very moment - - in short, they stop us from living.

I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived.
-Thoreau

I think this is what life is calling us to do: at least once a day, we must do something that expresses the deepest and truest part of ourselves, from the place, the well of natural laughter and exuberance inside. We need to keep on and on doing it until that expression becomes the life we live. This is our passion, this is life itself.

Blessings.
- Darshan

© 2008 Darshan F Jessop