What was said, was meant

A couple of days ago I posted this to my Facebook timeline, "It was another difficult day." Then I added, "Thank god." A few people reacted promptly with caring and supportive comments. Even though the first sentence that I wrote seemed to grab their attention more than the second, I realized how lucky I was to have people notice me, the way I was feeling. Or did they? Well, at that instant I was relishing the thoughtful attention and so, to acknowledge them, I reacted with a rather sad, supplemental snippet that described in more detail the type of 'road bumps' I had been facing. In other words, I re-characterized my response to correspond with the 'hang in there' type of reactions that I had so lovingly received.


Less than a day later I deleted my snippet (so to speak). I had found myself uncomfortable, twitching from a sense of guilt. We all have enough of our own stuff to deal with, right? I asked myself how could another person benefit by me adding to the stack of dilemmas that we all must face? In other words, was it really necessary for me to pile on more of the daily doo-doo, scattered on the streets of life? At that moment this dozing mind came alight with positive awareness and greater purpose. My sprite spirit swiftly took to the stand and spoke passionately into my mind's microphone, shaking them silly senses straight and still. It declared, "Hey buddy, we are here to exchange, remember? Enlighten, exalt one another. To truly participate on this magnificent mystery tour, we have got to share. God sings when we seek out the lessons of our brothers and sisters. So go ahead and re-paste your supplemental spiel. Undelete if that is truly the message you are trying to share. Otherwise, simply, let it be. (echo)".


Well, that just might not be a word-for-word account but it was the lyrical essence. I was tingling by how fast my autopilot kicked into action. In other words, I was glad that my instincts self-checked so quickly. Self-questioning is an important and inevitable process. Just like in most sport competition, rapidity is something to strive for. After all, the gift that we are given is time. There is no benefit to be rolling in lackluster mode. To be able to correct the navigation of one's day, like a sail boat that begins to blow astray, we must look to harness our philosophies, our principles of living and practice them diligently so that, when most required, adjustments come quickly and without drudge or resistance. Although the functional aspects of principles parallel the training of techniques used in basketball, tennis and so on, is not the most vital and rewarding game to master life itself?


Ultimately, I did choose to delete my add-on comment. Why? Because it was a distraction from what I initially intended, that which is my purest perspective. Every day is a gift. Like a blade of grass that must soldier all elements of weather, we are here to be challenged in order to grow to our fullest potential. This condition I accept and am unconditionally grateful for. No matter how one calls his day, easy, difficult, so-so, awesome, whatever... I am always grateful to the creator and so I lovingly reiterate, "Thank God."

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