We’ve got this one all wrong.
How often have you been told to let go of that which no longer serves you?
And you do it, time and time again.
What a strange way to look at the world.
As if we are somehow here to be served?
Mistaking ourselves for Gods, instead of humble servants.
Perhaps this is not The Way that it was intended.
Perhaps we were never meant to be the narcissists we’ve turned out to be
Perhaps there are some things worth holding onto
Not in the service of yourself, but rather in the service of others
In the service of something bigger than you
Perhaps we’ve become so attached to the temporal nature of this world
That we’ve forgotten that nature is not temporal, nor is it bound by this world.
We’re so disillusioned,
So caught up in our pursuit of happiness, that we’ll trample on who ever we need to,
just to get ourselves there.
Pursuit, as if it’s some kind of race,
And happiness as if it’s some prize left to claim at the end of it.
We’re so willing to accept the sacrifices of others to us, but not so willing to make them ourselves (to others).
This really says something about what we’ve become.
Oh my, how wrong we’ve got it.
So addicted to our own glorification
And to satisfying our own needs
So enamored with ourselves, that we’ve completely missed the point.
