We’ve been told to dream, and dream big — aim for the stars, if you will.
Worshiping people who aim high and achieve their dreams is ingrained in our sociocultural fabric. There is nothing wrong in dreaming big or small, and people striving to attain what they most desire.
Or is there?
Well, here’s another take.
There are two ways things happen to us.
One, we want some things to happen really badly. Those things are our passion. And passion is a nice word. We work hard, put our heart and soul into it and would leave no stone unturned. We take onus of our failures. Sometimes we beat ourselves up, sometimes we are compassionate with ourselves, and we pick up the threads and start working again.
We love someone and make sure that object of our love is made ours.
We need that job/business/career and we do whatever it takes to get there.
We have to reach a certain stage of so-called spiritual evolution and we make it a point to be there.
Two, things happen… at their own pace with a graceful rhythm, taking their own sweet time. Not that we don’t participate in the creation, we do, but with a relaxed sense of surrender. As if we are not the only ones who have a stake in making things happen.
We still put our heart and soul into it, but now we are simply co-creators, the same way we would do with plants which are grown organically. The Universe is equally a partner in making the magic happen.
All relationships, callings in life, parenting and even climbing the spiritual ladder, if there is such a thing, happen with a natural ease as nature has its plans and arrangements to get you there. Just like nature has ways of growing plants, with or without the fertilizers, preferably without the fertilizers.
Where do fertilizers come from?
From an unease to get there… as fast as possible. A mad rush, made even madder by contemporary society. A restlessness. From a belief that I have to do things in order to manifest things I want. For that unforgiving urge to make things happen.
Even if things don’t always happen the way we want them to.
In spite of all our fertilizers, things don’t always go our way as nature has different plans. Perhaps, just perhaps, it knows better than we do.
And then come the pesticides. Our fool-proof plans of how not to make mistakes.
Are there any that work? Should we even want them to work?
Chasing a loved one madly may make them run in the opposite direction. Letting them be could be a better option, sometimes.
Working hard and failing at something time and time again could be a sign that we are meant for different things.
Trying to be spiritually up there could be the only thing holding us back from being spiritually up there.
Having a notion of being a perfect parent maybe a hindrance in actually being a good parent.
There is nothing perfect in this Universe, and yet everything is already perfect. It’s only when we try to get into God’s shoes, and do everything on our own, that we feel disappointed, depressed and not good enough.
Everything is good enough, otherwise there is no reason for it to exist.
As Paulo Coelho says in Manuscript Found in Accra:
“Walk neither faster nor slower than your own soul, because it is your soul that will teach you the usefulness of each step you take.”
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