"When
your feet smell and your nose runs, chances are you're built
upside down!"
Life. Sometimes
it's as if we're doing it all backwards and Upside Down.
Whatever
I GRAB onto squirms away, yet I keep grabbing.
And
whatever I PUSH
away 
seems
to come back and sticks to me like glue! And yet I keep pushing!
Whatever
I try and CONTROL
ends up controlling me. 
Whatever
I run FROM
chases me and whatever I chase after only wants to run
away!
Is life
UpsideDown, or...
Or...
Am I just
doing it UpsideDown?
We carry
a belief that our inward happiness is a product of our outward
experiences (out there makes me happy in here), but how the
cow REALLY chews the cud is quite the opposite...
WHOA! In
other words the source of my inner joy or upset has nothing,
zilch, zippo, zero to do with my environment. My world is but
an outward reflection of my inward world!
Man, I think
I just heard computers all over the nation click off after that
statement! Only the brave are still with me! Congrats, you brave
one! Let's proceed...
This
was an astounding, life shattering break thru for me. Actually
it's nothing new...been around since dirt. It just took me
awhile to wake
up and see what's been hittin' me upside the head all
these years! This one discovery has literally transformed
everything & everyone in my surroundings. It shifted my
approach to things and people from MANIPULATION to APPRECIATION.
From things that threaten my joy to things that hold my hand
while pointing
the way to my joy.
<You
might wanna go back and read that paragraph again.
"Thar's gold in them hills!">
Here's where
I found myself stuck in for most of my adult life: When I believe
that "out there" affects my "in here", then
that naturally keeps me about the business of moving, manipulating
and maneuvering things and people in my life. And so in a very
real sense, I'm setting myself up as a victim
to them all (needing for them to change in order for me to be
happier). Whee dawgy...I create a mess as my belief
that I can "own" anything or anyone
only kept me doing the very things that kept pushing them all
away! Mercy me!
And my
ridiculous belief that I can actually outrun any part of life
keeps me bumping into it around the next corner, like a dog
chasing his own tail! And yep, the belief that I can herd
love into my coral (by use of flowers, funny faces or force)
keeps me waking up lonely day after day.
What insanity!
I've been trying to put out the fire with gasoline!
We come
by it honestly, really. We're not to blame, right? I mean, we
learned when we were rug rats to GRAB when we wanted something...
