My life became chaotic this past month. It’s finally calming down now. I’ve been trying to figure out the meaning behind it all, and the beautiful thing is — there isn’t simply one meaning. I can look at this craziness from different perspectives.
From one perspective — I created this chaos, and probable because I enjoy it. My metaphysics teacher told me this, and I agreed with her. “Create with purpose!” she told me. “If your life is full of purposeful activity, you will have no need for all of this craziness.” I am indeed a creator. I would like my creations to be a little less stressful, indeed. . .
From another view, the universe is trying to teach me some lessons. Often when I try to micromanage parts of my existence, things completely unravel. I then question: “Is all of my work for naught?” Well, yes. Because the purpose of my existence is not to force my life to fit into a neat little box. I’m to be a creator! An explorer! A student of life! A spiritual teacher! It seems the universe is warning me that my priorities are all out of whack. I’m too focused on my environment, on what is outside of me. I think I’m finally listening, universe!
So, here I sit, in the calm after the storm, looking out into the horizon. No matter what storm hits this place, I must keep a cool interior.
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