The Deeper Struggle...

There are periods in our lives...where we are changed...simple moments that change our whole perception like a paradigm shift.

Those moments may make us feel happy or ostensibly depressed, oh! how the ups and downs of life juggle your self existence like a grain of sand in the desert.
How do we maintain our sanity when we realise there is a bigger picture...that there is always something greater than ourselves. That the petty dealings of our daily life make no impact on the world. What then is the meaning of living...living out your life whether it be fun or harsh?

When you see it all in a different perspective...how can you not stop yourself and forgive all that you hate and simply love the way things are, the way people are...and the way you are!
Its all there...the god given gift; the ability to love all unconditionally. It is our minds, corrupted by the illusions of power and control that divert us from our peaceful path and cause us to stray into situations that force us to choose other paths leading farther into the mist where nothing can be seen clearly.
And so do we all become blind to life, and get tangled up in our own problems as we can only see a few feet in front of us. At some point, we forget we entered the mist...and think that it was always there, and we don't remember to try to get clear of it and search for the clarity we were born with.

Only when it is too late do we see where we erred. When the tongues of fire lick our skin whilst also clearing the mist, thence do we see our mistakes and wish we would have realised sooner that we were in fact lost and blinded.
And so when we experience those unique moments...when you feel euphoric or have an epiphany...the mist seems to clear and we feel like we are flying above it...where we see our counterparts repeating the same mistake inside the mist, again and again...there do we realise that there is not much for us to do but help and love.

Yes, help and love, be kind and understanding and tolerate! Oh there can be no limits to tolerance, we should tolerate like a tree and it doesn't matter if we are cut down...because it is not us who is actually being cut down...but the axeman. Whom with every stroke of the sharp blade, is slowly chipping away what clarity and love they have.

I do believe that our own decisions shape us into who we are...and if that special moment you decide to love and to be forgiving, then there is nothing you will ever need to be afraid of.

Life encompasses all of us, and there is nothing for us to do but live it. And we all want to live it happily...but how to attain happiness? Its all about letting go, letting go of all attachment so we might navigate the mist unburdened...and along the way, catch other peoples hands and bringing them along with you. 
With nothing but love and faith and our hands held tightly...will we escape the vicious circle of hatred and suffering to attain liberation from all worldly attachments.