Life and Waves of opportunity
A few days ago I discovered and old journal post from August 2019. It is interesting to see how I spoke with myself in past moments of inspiration. I am happy to receive this reminder and as many times with these things it arrives mysteriously timely in regards to where I am now, 5 years and 8 months after the fact.
August 2019 / 23:15… Up and down. Right and left. Arising, passing away, rising, passing away. I felt so empty a few moments ago. Thinking, “What is the point?”. Of anything really. Why push? Why try? Why bother? I was hoping it was my cold, that it was a reason for my low state, thoughts and feelings. It feels so permanent once it is there. Or here, rather.
When I am in that state. It feels like the now, the present moment, is eternal somehow. And I am forgetting that sensations, states, and feelings continuously arise, run through and then pass away.
The important thing is to of course being aware of that fact. And following that, the importance of aligning with the present moment and current flow of energy. Of being attentive and acting in the precise time; when the wave arrives and following its peak.
Using the energy while it is here and available. Going with the flow. Knowing that if I don’t, in any second it may disappear. Never to return. At least not that exact tide, while I am being exactly who and where I am just now.
What has been has been and can’t come again because that unique moment and the precise potential it contained has passed and simply is no more.
Use it or lose it.
So a few minutes ago I was down. Then I was watching the movie (Into the Wild) and like the feelings never existed, suddenly things felt beautiful. Suddenly there was so much to do. So much to see. So much to be. And I just wanted to take the pen and write about hopelessness. Hopelessness turning into hope. Turning into life. Just a few lines…
And as I wrote, it turned into thoughts about ebb and flow, about waves, about going with the flow. About catching the wave.
And that is what we are all doing huh? Lying in the water. Waiting for a, or the, wave to ride. And as we catch it, we feel truly alive for a while. And we are riding it as long as possible before it fades.
Of course, life becomes much easier if you know that there are waves to catch. And it gets better still if you are aware of the fact that they will disappear and fade away. That it won’t last. And that it never did because it was always changing. You were only to caught up in the moment, or distracted from it rather, to notice.
But don’t worry or blame, there will come a new one. It will come many new ones. Numerous. Or even infinite perhaps. Or what do I know? I am only guessing. Or am I? But each one we are not catching, we are missing. Constantly life passes us by.
And then some of us are just lying there. Floating aimlessly around on the big great ocean and not even realizing that the magic of life and universe surrounds us always all the time and everywhere.
Resting in the ocean, wondering about life, not knowing that infinite waves of opportunity constantly forms, arrives, and goes through us. All the time. Continuously unfolding, the flux and flow of creation. And all we have to do is to open our eyes, be willing to see, and dare to ride it.
