Another Life Lesson

Last night I watched Steve Jobs: One Last Thing. It is a documentary on the incredible man who helped change the world. I was struck by a quote.

You are told the world is the way it is. Your life is just to live your life inside the world and try not to bash into the walls too much… Everything around you, you call life, was made up by people no smarter than you… The minute you understand you can poke life…and you can change and mould it. That is maybe the most important thing.

We are all in charge of our own lives. We are the “master builders”. When we think the world is out to get us, we can be pushed down and end up being our own demise in the making. Yet when we choose to be grateful and to seek the tiniest positivity in the bleakest moment; a whole new world can flourish. The seed of positivity that is planted will survive and flourish amongst the destruction should we choose to believe in ourselves.

It is not the world that is out to get us; it is our own mind when we let the “dark side” consume our thoughts. Yet when we can balance the yin and yang magical things can appear. As I have heard from scholars such as Dr. Wayne Dyer, “I will see it, when I believe it.”

The world is your canvas, what will you paint?

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Pondering the Universe

I have always been a daydreamer. When I was younger, I would sit there contemplating life, dreaming of where I’d want to be and what I’d want to do. I’d fantasize what it would be like to be in the shoes of my favorite tv and movie characters. Yet then I’d realize I could not bring myself to senselessly kill another human being. In fact, in the last few years, I’ve started to distance myself from the old shoot ’em up, bang ’em up movies and tv shows I once enjoyed.

More recently I’ve been pondering deeper thoughts about the Universe and my role in it. I’ve been reading The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, and came across an interesting quote:

‘I only decide about my Universe,’ continued the man quietly. ‘My Universe is my eyes and my ears. Anything else is hearsay.’ … ‘You don’t understand that what you decide in this shack of yours affects the lives and fates of millions of people? This is all monstrously wrong!’
‘I don’t know. I’ve never met all these people you speak of. And neither, I suspect, have you. They only exist in worlds we hear. It is folly to say you know what is happening to other people. Only they know, if they exist. They have their own Universes of their eyes and ears.’

The Universe certainly is a mysterious place. By reading something like this quote, it sounds like we are all alone, each in our own little worlds. Yet, at the same time we are all interconnected. Even empty space as we know it is not truly empty. So then, could we even simply be one having multitudes of experiences.

I once felt like I had an alter ego. It was while I was living in my first basement suite. I had received two different phone calls looking for Jen(n)ifer. One was from a lawyer regarding a car accident. Now my name is Jenifer, yet this one they had left a message for a Jen(n)ifer of a different last name. The next was a phone call early on a Sunday morning. The call woke me out of bed and the caller said, “Hi, Jen. Are you coming to the meeting?” I sat there scrambling in my mind as to what meeting had I forgotten about, especially one at 8 o’clock on a Sunday morning. I asked the caller, “What meeting?” “The clothing club meeting.” Now I was not aware I was even in a clothing club, so I politely told the caller they had the wrong number. Did they have the wrong number, or was there really myself in an alternate universe that really was part of this clothing club, and our lives just happened to cross for a split minute in time?

How do we truly know we are not plugged into some machine like in the Matrix, living out scripted lives? Are we in total control of what happens in our lives, or are we being guided? Does what happens to our neighbor really affect our lives? Does the violence, poverty and other going ons around the world really affect our lives? When you hear of a car crash, how did it affect your life? When you hear of a disaster, how did it affect your life? When you hear of how many people die of starvation a day, how does it truly affect your life? Yes these things are sad. Yes people die. Yet should we not in turn be grateful for what we do have? Should we not be grateful for our own lives; for the roof over our heads; for the food on our tables? If a stranger stopped at your house and said they needed food would you give them food? If that same stranger asked for a room for the night, would you give him a room?

Our lives are ours to control. People will come and go. Our paths will cross other paths. It is up to us to show love, kindness and compassion to those around us.

Namaste.

A page from my journal

I was looking back at some entires in my journal from a few years back and came across this one I’d like to share:

Follow your intuition. If something does not seem right, question it. Believe in yourself. Do it for yourself because you want to do it, not because someone else told you to do it. Find the life lesson in each event, good or bad. Sometimes, even in death, there can be a greater purpose.