There are lots of paths to spiritual evolution. That’s no secret. The paths we appear to aspire toward though as humans either evokes the opening of our heart-centered energies, or it appears we’re following some manifesto that feeds our chaotic ego. While I certainly appreciate poignant writers whose messages of inspiration move me to leave myself post-it notes on my desk each morning… somehow, I’ve gotta tell you… that airy-fairy stuff just doesn’t benefit me most days. As a sage mentor once uttered during our walk… ” The hardest lessons you’ll ever learn, are of the humankind, kind”… Yes,… no kidding Sage Mentor, People can definitely suck. Humanity overall can be cruel and most everyone I know of at once or another has blatantly gushed if you ask me ” GAWD, this really is terrible, but I really love animals a lot more than PEOPLE”… so, um, lets take a look only at that amount of reality, because frankly, I’ve been on this planet a good while now and Personally i think exactly the same way… Exactly why is it, humans can LOVE animals so easier than the person sitting next for them inside their vegan spinach yoga class? (I just made that up. Far as I know spinach yoga classes don’t exist.)… YET.
Really now… You don’t need me to map out Psychology 101. We have all the enlightened ones on the planet here with us to do that and I’m no psych major as well as minor. All of us realize that it’s harder to love thy neighbor over all, because heck, we’re a DIFFICULT breed to deal with. I recently heard something thought provoking that the actor and humanitarian allegedly stated. It absolutely was a quote over the lines he loved humanity but found it harder to like people. And lets offer a well respected mystic and author his due when in one of his true famous magic books he states: ” Human kind are the only animals in nature that strive to work against themselves ” Please rinse and repeat that sentence 3 times… Now, we’re getting someplace… A sneak peek into why we like animals more than the guy who shares our office space.
Animals love us unconditionally and perhaps that is the magic elixir. “The Secret Sauce” to paraphrase among my business mentors. And while it is most commendable which our O. angels on this planet are here showing us how things CAN BE, I still locate a big gap somehow in making the leap to operating at that perfect inspirational 10 zone on a daily basis when I’m dealing with the entire world at large. Lets face it people, we have the maximum amount of potential for operating inside our higher selves at a perfect 10 by default every day even as we do, winning the lottery. Maybe that sounded a bit too cynical so before someone stones me, I’ll rephrase: We need to get real, get a grasp, and take command of our own lives. Sure, we zip outside of our limited consciousness zone for a few hours when we read spiritually elevating books, Google O’s name, or watch a physician from Oz inform us what folks have already been trying to share with us since the 60’s about lifestyle wellness. My point is… How most of us available, REALLY turn fully off these Higher- self inspirational shows, or leave a Self Empowerment seminar and say “Hey!… I’m ready to ascend myself in to a new way of being”… correction… actually most of us DO claim that in the heat of as soon as while we’re pumped up and inspired. It’s AFTER that seismic moment has passed that individuals tend to regress back to our comfortable self- defeating or lazy habit-ed patterns.
Oh, give it a rest. Don’t get angry with me for sounding cynical. Think of all self help groups and support groups still in existence because of human short comings. At the least we’re creating jobs on some level. Don’t tell me I will be “plugged in” to raised thoughts. Of course I should… and so should you… but you’re still reading this short article, right? It’s because you realize I’m telling the truth. I always do my utmost best to share with the truth. You must too. Just be your true self and do your absolute best not to harm others even though you’re authentically pissed off, or in a murderous rage, or depressed beyond hope because humanity appears to have let you down when your favorite furry pet didn’t. You can own dozens of states to be and still be strong within them… In this way you are able to put your face down in your pillow at night. You didn’t make the entire world more toxic. You merely owned that you weren’t operating at that perfect 10 and that is surely okay. All of us get that. What no one likes may be the toxic person who is unaware that they are spreading their debauchery everywhere they walk, talk and stop. When you KNOW you’re in a lecherous mood, and recognize you’re wallowing is likely to toxic ocean, at the least others can laugh with you in your momentary folly of blind rage.
Lets tap into one more trending challenge. Do I EVEN have to delve into the dangerous dimensions that accelerate whenever you try to get a live person on one other end of the telephone for handling problems with bills, charge cards, over charges, insurance bloopers or, heaven forbid, legal stuff? Really, we all realize that none of us are able to afford to really have a job anymore. We need to be home full time to look after the over flowing paperwork and telephone calls that demand our undivided attention, just to help keep your family administration afloat. Its a painstaking decision to feed the 2 year old or lose your place on the telephone after being on hold for 3 hours. So, if you’re a war veteran thinking you’ve post stress because you intend to strangle the little old lady who’s been blocking the grocery aisle too much time what fans love entertainment, or you’re a therapist thinking you need therapy, or you’re planning something diabolical for the intern who misdiagnosed your medical X-ray, or the only place you will find an affordable bereavement group around reaches your local veterinarians office… lets deal with it. You almost certainly Don’t need therapy. You need a vacation. And why should YOU be exempt from exactly the same hellish frustrations that the others of us are dealing with every day? I can’t consider among my clients or friends that isn’t FILLED to the brim with credible, viable, justifiable reasons to be good and PISSED off the majority of the time. In terms of myself, I’m actually pretty clear thinking and grounded when I’m stunningly pissed off.
I have a possible alternative. Since there is not likely enough room inside our DNA to carry anymore agitation than most of us are driven to on a daily basis even though we’re being angels… my suggestion is to have back to our power and understand that WE are at choice. I didn’t share my thoughts here to generate more drama. I shared them to confirm you’re not the only person available finding it simpler to love animals a lot more than people, just in case you thought you were. There are more of us. However, try not to WEAR your rage such as a badge… learn how to bask in it for a time, and view it for what it truly is. It doesn’t own you until you let it. Your day should go which way you decide to turn it regardless of the ATM machine eating your bank card again. I say, be bold, be pissed off, be disgruntled with humanity, love your pet parrot a lot more than your annoying neighbor, but in the end, lets keep things in perspective shall we? You’re responsible for you. And we all have an awful lot to be grateful for.
As a therapeutic suggestion, perhaps read an uplifting book when you develop into bed.. listen to your yoga teacher, have a green tea… punch your pillow out… but be grateful you’re still breathing and have the ability to vent. Strive to do a little better… Really. Be the larger person, love humankind on whatever level you are able to muster in as soon as regardless of all it’s shortcomings… There are a large amount of exceptional humans available covertly blessing the world. Don’t waste more of one’s precious energy being pissed off than you need to. Remember, what you concentrate on expands, so, plug yourself into something worthwhile and of course… be kind to animals. Wait a minute? I think I recently catapulted into my higher self…