To stay attached to that which holds back the full blossoming of your life of love is just cretinous, or plain stupid. Your days and nights should never be like ‘roadkill’! Picture everyone in the jungle being either a lion or a gazelle, who each only know one thing. The lion knows if it cannot outrun the slowest gazelle, it will starve, and the gazelle knows that if it cannot outrun the fastest lion, it will be breakfast. So when the sun rises every morning, they both know they had better start off running! When the sun rises everyday for you, hunt for the highest thoughts, warmest heart, and the best experiences in the moment. Be proactive with using the tools of mediating to raise your daily experiences.
Get Over It!
Dogging it through life is for the dogs! People go to a dentist initially to have their teeth cleaned, or at least that’s what the dentist wants. Where do people go to have their ‘minds’ cleaned of yesterdays littler of perceptions that do nothing but keep you frozen or set in concrete for any conscious evolvement? A method or source is needed to allow you to let go or ‘get over’ what you are harboring year after year. A dirty mind is not a clean mind. Negative experiences that are held onto, pile up like garbage in a landfill.
Does it mean to just dump all emotional/mental traumas instantly and walk on as if nothing has happened. Absolutely not! Life and your decisions in that life create conflicts with happiness, but they are there to learn from them as well as how to best respond to them. They are wisdom builders. How you respond to heart ache and tragedy is a key to your future evolvement. The healing process takes time with an open heart, and also giving your best loving thoughts to the one who is the cause of your grief and/or hurt. Memories will always be there to reverberate in your being, but focusing on the highest aspects of anything, and they will give memories the brightest light.
There is a Taoist story of an old farmer who had worked his crops for many years. One day his horse ran away. Upon hearing the news, his neighbors came to visit. “Such bad luck,” they said sympathetically.
“Maybe,” the farmer replied. The next morning the horse returned, bringing with it three other wild horses. “How wonderful,” the neighbors exclaimed.
“Maybe,” replied the old man. The following day, his son tried to ride one of the untamed horses, was thrown, and broke his leg. The neighbors again came to offer their sympathy on his misfortune. “Maybe,” answered the farmer. The day after, military officials came to the village to draft young men into the army. Seeing that the son’s leg was broken, they passed him by. The neighbors congratulated the farmer on how well things had turned out. “Maybe,” said the farmer.