Do we need to get rid of that life we planned or let it go?
Like the saying if you love someone/thing set it free, if it comes back its yours set it free, if it comes back its yours, if it doesn’t it never was. But there is also fear to let go of the life we planned. How do we know the life waiting for us is what we want?
But is that an irrational fear?
If it is our true life, wouldn’t it be true that it would be exactly what we want?
These plans we have, who decided them?
We may say we did but something influenced our decisions? Family, society?
What do we achieve by planning our life?
If it does not go to plan will we be disappointed?
How can you control everything to make it go to plan?
In order to follow a plan don’t you have to be able to exert some sort of control?
If we set a plan and stick to it, do we block other opportunities?
If we go through out life without a plan will our lives be chaotic?
Is that what we are trying to avoid by having a plan?
Can we have an outline so we can direct ourselves towards the things we desire?
But what are these desires? Are they rational?
Does it matter if they are rational?
But is an outline any different than a plan?
What if the plan we are following is the life we are meant to have?
Is it so bad to have a plan?
Is it so bad not to have a plan?
Which can cause more joy?
Can they both?
Is choosing not to have a plan, a plan in itself?
Is not having a plan fearless?
Does that matter?
Why do you have to be fearless?
Is fearlessness just a personality trait or fear itself?
Is fearlessness to life actually a way to avoid responsibilities?
Is not having a plan avoiding responsibility to your life?
What do we give up by having a plan?
What do we give up by not having a plan?
Can we have a plan but still allow for the opportunities for that plan to change?
Will allowing for the flexibilities and the surprises that may happen open ourselves up to allowing surprises in?
Can that in turn allow for us to have the life that is waiting for us?
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Life We Planned
“We must be willing to get rid of the life we planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us.” - Joseph Campbell
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Loosing and Finding Ourself
Only when we loose ourselves will we be able to find ourselves. - Henry Miller
But how do you know when you have lost yourself?
Is the only reason that we seek to find ourself is because we feel lost?
Or do we not know who we are?
What are we trying to find?
Why do we ponder who we are?
Why do we feel so lost?
If in order to find ourself would we have had to first loose ourself?
But wouldn't that imply we once knew who we were?
If we knew who we were, why would we have to find ourself?
But isn't life a journey of self discovery?
Would finding ourself mean the end?
Would we be disappointed?
Would we be happy?
Why can't we be happy in the not knowing?
Why does not knowing cause such uncertainty?
Why can't we relish in the uncertainties of life?
Why are we so scared that the surprises that may come may actually be joyous and delightful?
Are we programmed to expect the worst?
Why do we want to expect the worst?
Is that so we can be prepared for it?
But how can you ever be fully prepared for it?
Would being prepared for it make it any easier to deal with?
Why not prepare for joy?
Is it because if it does not happen we would be disappointed?
But if we prepare for the worst, do we prevent joy from happening?
Why do we have to prepare for anything?
Why not open ourself for what we want?
But do we ever really know what we want?
If we figure out what we want, will we be able to find ourself?
But how do you know when you have lost yourself?
Is the only reason that we seek to find ourself is because we feel lost?
Or do we not know who we are?
What are we trying to find?
Why do we ponder who we are?
Why do we feel so lost?
If in order to find ourself would we have had to first loose ourself?
But wouldn't that imply we once knew who we were?
If we knew who we were, why would we have to find ourself?
But isn't life a journey of self discovery?
Would finding ourself mean the end?
Would we be disappointed?
Would we be happy?
Why can't we be happy in the not knowing?
Why does not knowing cause such uncertainty?
Why can't we relish in the uncertainties of life?
Why are we so scared that the surprises that may come may actually be joyous and delightful?
Are we programmed to expect the worst?
Why do we want to expect the worst?
Is that so we can be prepared for it?
But how can you ever be fully prepared for it?
Would being prepared for it make it any easier to deal with?
Why not prepare for joy?
Is it because if it does not happen we would be disappointed?
But if we prepare for the worst, do we prevent joy from happening?
Why do we have to prepare for anything?
Why not open ourself for what we want?
But do we ever really know what we want?
If we figure out what we want, will we be able to find ourself?
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
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