Thursday, January 27, 2011

Eye of the hurricane

This early morning post is inspired by a conversation that I had with someone last night at McDonald's. I spent some time thinking about moods -- that is, the tendency of people to let their dispositions be dictated by the events in their lives.


"What a peculiar thing," I thought to myself. But then I remembered a not-so-distant time in my life where I thought to myself as a powerless passenger on some great figurative and emotional roller coaster called life, going up with the hills and down with the valleys.

Over the years, I have learned that we don't need to let the events in our life determine or influence our mood. Failing a test, getting fired from a job or losing a loved one can only get us down in the dumps if we allow it to do so. When something goes awry in our lives, the event must first ask for our consent to make us angry, sad or piss-prone. So many of us hand over that consent unconsciously. And so many of us then use our negative mood as a weapon against the people we love.

Bitter moods and attacks on loved ones don't serve our personal evolution.

Someone once shared with me the analogy of the eye of a hurricane. It's being calm among the chaos. No matter what happens around us, good or bad, we can center ourselves on the constant hum of love that pervades the universe.

1 comments:

Jesse Cardosa January 30, 2011 at 8:00 PM  

Our choices and perceptions in life are somewhat words that define and give meaning to who we are and what we value. It is true that most of the times most of us are moved back and forth by the occurences of life, thrown in the deepest hollow of sadness and pain, darkened by the outcome of what we call failure. Most of the times our negative moods, as what we have always thought are weapons we use to hurt our loved ones, are actually armors to protect and at the same time an excuse to lay down our fragile and frail selves. Often times we think we can hide everything we feel and what we're carrying, but infront of the people we love we become so vulnerable and weak. They have this sort of presence that can crumble all our defenses to the ground and leave us exposed and easily taken in. Liked your post jon.:)

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