It is your life

No one can live your life for you.  No one owns you.

You cannot own another life, for it is theirs to live.

This is an area of living that is not really addressed much.  For some, they do not appreciate people living their own lives, believing what they will, living according to their own conscience.

When a person chooses, he or she can live their own life.  Become who he or she wants to be.

Parents cannot dictate the direction of an adult child, nor should they.  Religions should not dictate to us how we should live either.  Government nor religion is the keeper of souls.  Government nor religion has the authority to dictate to us how we should live.

Within us all we have the ability to appreciate, learn, be in awe of, love, hate, be selfish or selfless.

It is up to each of us to decide how we choose to be, while alive.

We all have to accept the consequences of choices we make.  Whatever benefits or setbacks our choices spawn, that is for each of us to live with.

Remember, we only have one life.  There is no starting over, only changing course.

How to change course.
Walk in the desert for a month.
Be still inside until you hear what is not your desire.
Why must you have what you want?
Drink enough water, eat mostly fruits and vegetables, get enough sleep
and treat people how you wish to be treated.
Don’t tell anyone what you are trying to accomplish, see if they get it by observation, or example.
Don’t listen to me….bouzouki

 

It’s funny, I wildly followed my heart for most of my life. Then, somewhere in my late thirties, when I realized I was a bit of a gypsy and didn’t have the ‘laundry list’ (own a house, husband, large savings account, set routines) I started to feel very inadequate. I still dressed funky when everyone else I knew was ‘grown up’. I felt lost and started buying the clothes I thought were ‘age appropriate’ meaning NOT silly colors or funky mixings of patterns. I, for the first time, made a concerted effort to ‘fit in’. It failed miserably. WE are who and what we are!!! I’ve been on a comeback for a while now and just keep getting happier and happier. No one else on the planet knows what we need or the proper way to express ourselves….blissbait.

No one to follow

People are of a herd mentality, and with herds,  there is a leader.

Today our leaders are elected for the most part, some are appointed and others just take the role upon themselves.

Some people have leaders who are long dead, choosing to pattern their lives according to how they imagine the long dead person would desire them to live.

When I was a child, JFK made an impression on me, he was a person I would have followed.  After that Jesus came along, but unfortunately, in this age questions have arisen, situations develop, which there are no answers to in the recording of a dead man’s words.

Since then, realizing no one is perfect, I have lost faith in mankind in respect to leadership.

There is no one to follow.

As I age and stumble through this maze of life, I am realizing I have to depend on my own resources to point me in the “proper” direction.

Me, not being perfect either, am prone to making mistakes.  They are my mistakes.  It is my responsibility.  I temper myself with the realization I have dependents.  I have someone to answer to, them.  This responsibility keeps me from going crazy.  My sense of love and compassion forms this responsibility in my being.

I have not looked to government or anyone else to decide how I should live.  I work within the laws, mostly, as I do not desire trouble I don’t need. Other than that, my life is mine.  I am the only one who can live my life.  Religion can’t live my life for me.  An  appointed czar has no meaning for me, just a man with a job and an ego is all.

Does it worry me there is no one for me to follow?

No.

I am free.

The Jesus Factor

Miss Bliss brought up Jesus in one of her posts.  She met a man someone referred to as Jesus and she ended up writing a song about her experience.

The man referred to as Jesus denied being Jesus like, but the aura and vibes he projected made a lasting impression.

I daresay, we all encountered people like that in our lives.  There was something about them, peace, joy and love radiating from their being affecting those around them, like a balm.

For the lack of anyone else to compare this experience to, we refer to the person who projects these  feelings as being Christ like, as the essence of Jesus is known throughout the world.

It is amazing when you think about it.  It has been two thousand years since he is said to have walked this earth and he is as controversial, loved, despised, idolized and famous as if he had died only yesterday.

I know of no other person, man or woman, who has made such an impression on the world, at least from my perspective.  Even Muslims honor Jesus, they just view him as a prophet.

There is speculation that Jesus did not exist, but is the merging of the personalities of Hillel the Elder, a famous Jewish Rabbi who lived near  the time Jesus lived and the Teacher of Righteousness.

The stories which comprise the four gospels in the New Testament paint some conflicting pictures of Jesus, but to my mind there is a thread of continuity that paints Jesus as an unselfish, humble teacher who prized compassion and love for people, regardless who they may be.

Jesus is an enigma,  setting an example for living that is not appreciated or understood.

He was a man of peace.  He had no love of hypocrisy according to those who described him.

I visualize a solitary figure walking alone on the shore by the Sea of Galilee and I wonder what thoughts filled his mind and what feelings saturated his heart.