When what we aren’t becomes what we are, then we are no longer what we used to be.
It’s the way of growth. Do not let the fears and limitations of others define you or your aim. Wherever your dreams lay, set your path for them.
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I was in LA when Michael Jackson died. We live down the street from UCLA’s Emergency Room, so we walked into Westwood where hundreds of people had already gathered in candlelight vigil. Even Jesus was there, long hair, robe and everything, praying for the soul of Michael.
Last week at PT, the subject came up and Sarah mentioned she was in LA that weekend as well. She was on her way to the airport, fighting traffic on the 405, and some radio station was playing Beat It. Suddenly, it seemed like every car on the freeway had its windows down, tuned into the same song, so that the entire freeway, the entire moment, was the dedication of a voice that lived on.
Jesus was resurrected 3 days after he died. Or was it his spirit, through his passion and his words?
I’ve often wondered how to live on after physical death. I envision it will require a light so radiant and life-giving, it will live on after my passing, connecting the hearts and dreams of people.
Perhaps two things in complementary opposition are dangerous to each other because their entire sense of identity would dissolve the moment they realize they are the same.
Ask yourself, do you want a woman who can take care of your hopes and dreams better than she can take care of a house plant? A woman who can find god in every corner? A woman as fickle as a storm? Who falls into wells without a moment’s notice? A woman who makes you believe dreams are real?
Can you really be with her and honor her, commit to not hurting her, even during those times when she makes you want to punch through walls?
It’s not a question of good or bad, right or wrong. It’s about what is.
Can you really make something out of this or not? Just be honest. There’s no reason for us to be dangerous to each other.
You find two types of humans in this world. Unable and unwilling. We spend the first part of our lives understanding the difference, the next part understanding what we are, and then when the two understandings come together, you have a perspective with which to use it.
I made a bet tonight, to be revisited in exactly 5 years on this day, my birthday 2015.
I always believe in #2. #2 has every reason in the world to succeed, while #1 has every excuse in the world to fail. It’s easier to be pulled uphill than pushed downhill. Theoretically. I hope to be right.
