Expansion vs Shrinking

Published April 2, 2019 by tindertender

Why is it that some people always latch on and abuse those who do not wish to fight? If they like fighting so much why don’t they choose to fight with another who likes it equally well? Probably because they know, or fear, they will lose, and that makes them them feel crappy about themselves … that … and not the fact they are tormenting an innocent. They hurt others because of their own lack and shame in the guise of being tough men, or women.

Right is Light; Left is Bereft: Left wishes to ‘own’ from behind the curtain of deceit, wishes harm. Right is about discipline. How many levels do you think there is for these?

I’m just about at the end of my rope,
but I’ll keep on tryin’, I cannot give up hope.

“Control where your attention goes. The left is well known by now. Let them be. Send your attention to the right … Observe without judgement … Watch. This could be ‘people’, or ‘spirit’. Often our attention is commanded by others. Commotion, chaos … Always these circumstances or conversations pull our attention to it. Focusing on purposeful placement of this attention isn’t always easy. Those who practice meditation can tell you this. Although focus may wander, pull it back and re-place it on what you intend to study, or watch, or listen to.”

In the Wild West and other periods of time, when people disagreed they would simply challenge each other to a duel to settle things. It doesn’t look like we’ve ever been able to get away from that mentality. It just costs more now … in time AND money. (Prisons, foods, medical care, etc.)

In life we are constantly receiving things we don’t really want, and often we do not ever receive the things we do want. Sometimes we are told we simply didn’t want it bad enough, or need to learn the art of manifestation … partially true by the way.

Climbing from the pits our familial lines may have fallen in to is a challenge. Lineage designation is a yoke which can be difficult to bear, and is quite frustrating for many. So many of us shout, “This is not the reality I signed up for!” to which I say, “THIS is precisely what you signed up for … the change, the shift has to come from somewhere, from someone, and that someone is YOU.” (Of course, sometimes heritage is something so beautiful one fights in order to keep it).

Innocence is betrayed, over and over again. Through the years people often say, “My hands are tied” or they facilitate further damage … so the wounded child grows and wound after wound accumulates, and they are constantly trying to heal … applying band-aid after band-aid, attempting to keep the wounds from festering. Many choose anti-depressants or other drugs, or they turn to alcohol … anything to numb the pain, and it grows, and festers because soon they simply stop caring at all. When rock-bottom comes and they think they will die, they either do, or they begin a slow journey toward healing, never knowing if they are doing it right … and it hurts, and it gets so hard, yet they continue trying because they’ve realized they really do love life.

After all that, these warriors still have love in their hearts … surprisingly, this love may be at the highest levels once they exit the shit storm. They find there are others who are drawn to them … they sense their healing, even if they do not know of it. When the battle is thought to be won, it is only a beginning. Even when they want nothing more than to sit back in peace and in quiet, it cannot be had … not at all times anyhow, sometimes it seems never again.

They try to determine what existence is, what it means, and find out there is no definitive answer. Variables are different and constantly shifting. Even when variables remain the same, they differ in percentages making up the experience and at any given moment, reality is altered … although from the outside it may appear to be the same.

Who knew life could be so brutal? Sometimes what is thought to be good is actually damaging, and what is thought to be damaging is actually beneficial. It’s all in the present time perspective.

Can one ever calm chaos? My mind says, “Doubtful” and yet in this same mind I see proof of it, periodically, haha. Or is it that one type of chaos is simply replaced by another? Is it possible to live without chaos of any kind? I don’t believe so, for in chaos things chip away, break down, allowing for a sort of rebirth into the new.

Is expansion something humanity ought to be seeking? Is this seeking that which is making humanity so sick, under the guise of something else? Well, I do not know, but personally, previous chaotic situations were not during a seeking of expansion, so maybe chaos simply IS … in many ways, just as there are multiple ways of feeling joy or love.

The question remains, is chaos really necessary?

I should make it easy on myself, I know it is attainable in a couple different ways. What am I trying to be strong for, or trying to stretch my capacity for, holding measure? Why don’t I just shrink? Close off all things and just shrink … Why? Because my whole life I’ve known, “I Am Larger Than Life!” With that, I practice being grateful. Fear, anger, shrinking … not really my gig, done with that.

To remain centered and whole is the goal. Make it easy on yourself and do not do what you once did. Walk away from that which hurts.

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