It is miraculous. It is not forced. It is not the subject of something external. Having clarity means having choices. Being clear on what you will or will not allow in your life is liberating. If you can see yourself in your true form, something rare to be sure, you can celebrate or change it as needed. Clarity has been discussed through all of psychology, philosophy, religion and most disciplines. It’s not original, but it is a very good goal. Carl Jung often spoke of looking for the light while respecting what we can learn from the darkness.
Amy Poehler said, “You attract the right things when you have a sense of who you are.”
She is right. In order to be clear, we have to give ourselves permission to turn inward before anything external can change. We have to make peace with what haunts us. We have to learn to fall deeply, madly in love with the being we reside in. We have to make peace and celebrate the external and the internal parts of ourselves as a whole.
When a writer has nothing to say, they are incubating. They are hibernating. They are doing what sometimes comes naturally to them as a creature of our world. There are so many people who push themselves to the brink because they have to. There are others who push themselves onto others because they want to. Some toy with their ability to manipulate others for sport… or boredom… or financial gain. Others still, purposely turn their entire entity over to their higher power in order to create a ripple of love for as many others as they can reach.
The same can be said for all of us. Quiet is a good thing. In our mad mad world of busy, of noise, of unreal urgency, we could all benefit from some silence.
William James said, “Our greatest weapon against stress is our ability to choose one thought over another.”
When our thoughts are clouded with too many voices from others it’s hard to define our own. Those of us who are online are living in a virtual crowd. I for one, hate crowds. When I can’t hear myself speaking in a normal voice, I know I’m in a place I’d rather not be.
I have defined my terms. That proverbial line in the sand is now clearly drawn. On my side? Quiet lucidity. Also only people who help me to define my true purpose for being here. That is the gift of aging. The gift of my elderhood in waiting. Knowing who, what, where, when, why and how I exist. That clarity came at a price, I’m now at peace with paying.
How about you? At what price did you pay for your good intentions and quiet mind? How we choose to live moves all other realities aside to allow us the proper path for us. The quieter the mind, the more clear our love of the path we’ve chosen.
About the author: Karen Henry-Daly is a transitions life coach, writer and speaker. She specializes in working with people who want to create positive changes and savor who they want to be. Her full bio can be found at: wings13326.wix.com/wings13326#!about-karen-e-m-henry-ma/c11k