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Note to Self
Apr. 28th, 2008 06:27 amChoices determine actions.
Actions over time become identity.
Failing to make clear choices, consistently, means becoming a twig in a river.
I'm off my center and have been for a couple of weeks now. Looking back, I suppose the trip and the job change could be expected to have that effect: completely disrupting my usual patterns and expectations.
But even that assessment -- "disrupting my patterns" -- points out how much I've been running on auto-pilot. Yes, there was a challenge to keeping up the activities that should be part of my core, everyday practices -- but they are not so complicated or demanding that I could not have done them if I had made that choice.
It has always and ever been too easy for me to just drift along, to not make the choices that result in the kind of life I claim I want. For a long time I believed it was enough to think certain ways, about certain things, and those thoughts would define me. But that's only true to a limited degree. What good are the deepest or most creative of thoughts if they aren't brought to manifestation, if they don't lead to action, to becoming?
I'm good with words. I always have been. But after a certain point, words are cheap.
What are ye prepared to do?
Actions over time become identity.
Failing to make clear choices, consistently, means becoming a twig in a river.
I'm off my center and have been for a couple of weeks now. Looking back, I suppose the trip and the job change could be expected to have that effect: completely disrupting my usual patterns and expectations.
But even that assessment -- "disrupting my patterns" -- points out how much I've been running on auto-pilot. Yes, there was a challenge to keeping up the activities that should be part of my core, everyday practices -- but they are not so complicated or demanding that I could not have done them if I had made that choice.
It has always and ever been too easy for me to just drift along, to not make the choices that result in the kind of life I claim I want. For a long time I believed it was enough to think certain ways, about certain things, and those thoughts would define me. But that's only true to a limited degree. What good are the deepest or most creative of thoughts if they aren't brought to manifestation, if they don't lead to action, to becoming?
I'm good with words. I always have been. But after a certain point, words are cheap.
What are ye prepared to do?
