For those of you that have met me, or followed my blogs, you will know that I have a love of learning. Learning about new concepts, ideas and ways of thinking.
In fact, I would go so far as to call it an obsession. If I lose something like my home, a relationship fails, one of my kids struggles through life or I lose people I love (and that’s just 2020), my go to is mainly ‘what can I learn’ or ‘what is the Universe teaching me’. I could drive you bonkers if you want to vent with me coz I don’t like playing there very long. Don’t get me wrong though – I will wallow every now and then for good measure.
Max Depress was right when he said; ‘We cannot become what we want by remaining what we are’.
Yet here’s what I am learning about my future. This way of thinking got me to where I am now: my ‘flawsome’ life. Being full of flaws, and growing with them, and knowing this makes me, me.
Yet I am feeling that the commitment I made to observing, learning and growing (which got me to where I am now) will strangle me if I stay this way.
This obsession with; ‘what’s the lesson?’, ‘what role did I play’ is a great way to process. It keeps me from being the victim. Yet it also means I am constantly in analysis. That can be tiring too.
‘In today’s rush we all think too much, seek too much, want to much and forget about the joy of just being’. Eckhart Tolle.
What if now is the time is to acknowledge and allow? Not learn and grow. Maybe I will get to the same outcome either way. Food for thought.