From a young age we're taught not to think for ourselves. There's this presumption that we're bad and if left to our own devices we will do bad things, so therefore we're taught we need rules to govern us and regulate our behaviour, our passions, our drives. For so long this is drummed into us, crushing our creativity. We end, unable to critique, unable to remember what it's like outside the cage.
We're taught to hold back our feelings, not to get angry and not to cry, to the point where our emotional experience is so far removed from what is natural to us that we don't know ourselves, and are confused about what we want, what our heart desires and who we are.
Human beings are so intelligent, though we sell ourselves short. Hypnotised by all that shines, brainwashed consumers who truly believe that money and material wealth will bring us happiness. So we stress ourselves out, work long hours, at jobs we can't stand, all so we can maintain a certain lifestyle, adjusting it each pay rise, and so it continues.
We're so busy and stressed that we don't have time to see the day and what beauty it offers, what promise. We don't hold onto moments between friends, loved ones, strangers, because we don't see them, we're so out of touch.
If we could only realise that things don't bring us happiness, people do. Happiness comes from within, it comes from being still and understanding ourselves independent of anyone or anything else. It comes from moments shared, a glance that goes on a little too long, a tear that falls without reason, raw emotion. If only we could reach out and grasp it all, we could be so fulfilled.
We have an illusion of separateness, this thought that we are away from each other, and that the purpose of life is to compete and attain material success at the cost of our human relationships.
We're so far away from ourselves and the soul of the Earth from which we came, how will we ever find our way back to connectedness in such pitch black darkness?
We're taught to hold back our feelings, not to get angry and not to cry, to the point where our emotional experience is so far removed from what is natural to us that we don't know ourselves, and are confused about what we want, what our heart desires and who we are.
Human beings are so intelligent, though we sell ourselves short. Hypnotised by all that shines, brainwashed consumers who truly believe that money and material wealth will bring us happiness. So we stress ourselves out, work long hours, at jobs we can't stand, all so we can maintain a certain lifestyle, adjusting it each pay rise, and so it continues.
We're so busy and stressed that we don't have time to see the day and what beauty it offers, what promise. We don't hold onto moments between friends, loved ones, strangers, because we don't see them, we're so out of touch.
If we could only realise that things don't bring us happiness, people do. Happiness comes from within, it comes from being still and understanding ourselves independent of anyone or anything else. It comes from moments shared, a glance that goes on a little too long, a tear that falls without reason, raw emotion. If only we could reach out and grasp it all, we could be so fulfilled.
We have an illusion of separateness, this thought that we are away from each other, and that the purpose of life is to compete and attain material success at the cost of our human relationships.
We're so far away from ourselves and the soul of the Earth from which we came, how will we ever find our way back to connectedness in such pitch black darkness?
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