Lessons...

using that word in the previous blog, as I was describing a certain belief having to do with learning from the challenges that each lifetime offers us, made me think of another word, one that has to do with a lesson I have not been able to get past thus far...

'And what lesson might that be?' I hear someone with a curious disposition ask. Well this one has to do with reciprocity, which happens to be an undeniable principle governing this universe of ours, and which implies that whatever you offer you shall get back, or, that whichever way you meet life will be the way in which life presents itself to you.

Thus, showing receptivity makes the whole world more receptive to you. Kindness rewards you with kindness, and acceptance of what is out there is met with acceptance of what it is you truly desire within. Sounds simple, right? Unfortunately, in my case, this simple, almost Pavlovian, principle remains highly elusive.

Now, don't misunderstand me here, I can be extremely accepting, flexible, easy-going, kind, etc... but bring my mother to the equation, and I just fail in my endeavor at being a better man. Over and over, something happens, in a split second, and I become the most selfish and heartless of creatures you could ever come across.

Some have advised me to do Regression, others therapy, or even a combo of both. Supposedly, Someone out there is just waiting for me to show up to deliver me from the error of my ways. Quite possible, wouldn't you say? Except and as I often mention, I am a born skeptic, and let me tell you this, whatever you heard about skeptics, no matter how improbable it may seem, it is absolutely true.

Anyway, all this writing about this mother-son issue of mine had me start off on a tangent... but, I'll save that for later.

Until then, be well,

wondering if you've noticed how much energy there is out there.