The more I read on subjects of self-help and the like, I notice the themes are very much just Zen Buddhism channeled into a Western mindset. Not that they all work, but some really do. But it makes me think of going to the original source of everything. When I work, when I create, with each breath in and each breath out I should acknowledge this source. It’s the journey that counts. It’s the journey that matters. The next big wave will be cracking the ego. How do you spell that in English?
What if I accomplish something? What if I accomplish nothing? Success should be feeling fulfilled and happy. My ego needs fed. What goes up in smoke only feeds ego. I cannot decide on being happy or being recognized as more important.
Maybe my art will change the world someday. Maybe not? What if I’m gone before it is appreciated? Did you love what you were doing? Say thank you and get back to work.
Where is your spark? I want to see you smile, to run, to play. Are you sick? Are you sad? If you could speak I would know. But you can’t. What will make you come back to life?
I am trying to find a project to work on via my blog. Doing a daily haiku was very fun but it had run it’s course. Maybe more poetry? I would love to write a story, but I haven’t had an idea I think is worth exploring. I also could write something non-fiction (which is pretty much what this blog is, my life and struggles).
Whatever I choose it must come from Love. As long as I stay pure and focused on true expression, I will be satisfied. Just don’t let me ego read that.
Love as pure as ours
has not been seen on this earth
and may not again.
Another mistake made. When will I learn?
Well wouldn’t you know it, some positivity has shown its self. A few calls for work, that’s a great start. A good night’s sleep; so hard to come by but so great. Now can I make it two nights in a row?