Monday, October 13, 2014

The Sky's the Limit . . . Or Is It?

Picture Courtesy of darapoznar.com

     When we were kids, the world was a wondrous place. A bountiful cornucopia of possibilities. Nothing was impossible. There were fairies and princesses and knights in shining armour. Dragons awaited our slaying. And magic was as commonplace as mashed potatoes for dinner.

     Somewhere along the lines our world became tarnished. It was harder to see the knight slaying a fire breathing dragon in the clouds that floated across the deep blue summer sky. We began to doubt ourselves, our potential. We punished ourselves repeatedly for our mistakes.

     Even the way we view each other shifted. Gone was the easy openness of our younger selves. Fear and doubt replaced love. We created systems for judging others and even ourselves.

       And our world shrank in depth and width. The rich colors faded to grayscale. Our potential was now limited. Lucky for us, it doesn't have to stay this way.

Our perceptions are a product of our beliefs about the world, how it functions, and how the creations within it operate. These perceptions then drive our behaviors. They dictate how we treat others. They tell us what we can achieve and determine if we are considered to be good or bad.

In his book, The Four Agreements, Don Miguel Ruiz tells the story of a human who fell asleep in a cave. And while this person slept, they had an amazing dream that revealed to them them the true nature of mankind. They came to realize that each and everyone of us are made up of the stars; that we are light; and that we each possess the miraculous divine nature of life.

This story shares a deep truth. We possess the limitless potential of creation. We are each stars in our own right. Even the scientists at physicscentral.com agree. Humans are made up of stardust.

Seeing people for the incredible collection of stardust that they are leads us to a deeper value of each other. It pulls out a depth of compassion that we often fail to show ourselves, let alone the panhandler standing on the street corner. It restores our potential.

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