We live with the fascinating notion that when things get out of hand, when life takes a turn we didn't expect, or don't get everything the way we want we should scramble and attempt to fix.... Everything.
We power up, toughen up, start new projects and get everything done.
We close up, put on the armor and ready ourselves for a battle so we can get it "right".
We blind ourselves to the way things are and only see how we want them to be.
We cut ourselves off the present moment so we don't have to deal with the chaos or feel the disappointment.
Ironically, the only thing we need to do when the shit hits the fan is... To sit in the shit.
Sink really nice and deep ad feel the tight embrace of all that is going "wrong".
Dive into the darkness and soak in the chaos.
Breathe in the muke of our own dead ideals and rotten dreams.
Sink deeper into the filth of unborn desires and repressed fears.
And stay there, until we loose that "Yuk" sensation and get really nice and comfy.
Once we no longer tremble with desire to get out and get "cleaned up" is when we can finally stand up and keep walking with no goal in sight but the next mud puddle.
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