Sunday Thoughts 💭

 Dearly Beloved,

                    We are gathered here today to celebrate this thing called life.

    Another week in the books. Mark it down. 7 days have come, and 7 days have passed. The sands of time continue forward, regardless of what we do with them. The flow never stops, like a river heading to the ocean. Things may come in between it, but it will never slow it down. Time is inevitable. 

    As per usual, Sunday’s are a great time to spend reflecting on the 7 days which have passed. Did you accomplish all that you set out to achieve? Were you able to complete all the tasks you assigned yourself from the week before? Did you move with such ferocity and intensity, that the world itself could not help but bend to your own will? Or did you sit around all day, making excuses? Did you bitch and moan, about how everything was unfair and impossible? Did you do anything at all, to improve your situation & status?

    One of my greatest fears at the end of each week, is that I simply did not go hard enough. No matter what you do, the constant thought that you could have achieved more will always linger. The idea that you could have done one more set, one more client, one more sale, one more workout. The never-ending fear of not doing enough to evolve to who you are meant to be. It’s a feeling which should haunt every last one of us. At the end of the day, there is always more we can do. 

    24 hours in a day always seems like not enough. Yet, in reality, it’s more than enough. It literally is all the time you can ever need, to achieve. Perhaps, the question isn’t that we do not have enough time- perhaps it’s that we waste so much of it. How many hours this week did you waste, watching television? What about hitting snooze? What about, sitting around, scrolling your phone? How many hours did you sacrifice from your own personal goals, just to watch Tik Tok and Instagram, feeding your brain with false hits of dopamine? I always feel like, at the end of the day, the 24 hours we are gifted are more than enough to achieve what we wish to achieve. The reality is, we waste so much of it being distracted by things which bring us no fruits. By nonsense and entertainment, causing us to become distracted and distance ourselves from our own goals. Constantly being pulled away from what is calling us, what is aching to enter our lives and become apart of who we are.

    Life is a really foreign and insane concept. Truly. When you sit and actually think about it, it becomes pretty clear. You’re born, you live, you die. Steps 1, 2 and 3. If you’ve made it this far, you’ve gotten past the birthing stage. Congratulations! Welcome, to the 2nd part of the journey. Life. So many people have this insane concept of Life, as something you simply run around doing, being a complete and total degenerate. You run around, partying, socializing, wasting your time with other people. You do everything in your power to escape the looming reality, that Death is the next step in the destination. That the 3rd leg of the journey is looming, and it’s coming for everyone. Something about Death has driven more people to act out of fear, than to inspire them. The concept itself is ridiculous. We run around, occupying our thoughts and lives with distractions, to keep reality at bay. More parties, more people, more adventures. More, more, more! Then, when we finally reach the end, we look back at it all and realize how much time we wasted. What a nightmare.

    The reality of it all is that life is a journey. A non-stop marathon- one which we much lace up and run every single day. The marathon slows down for nobody. Time waits for no one. The constant moving forward, never ceases to exist. Yet here we are, attempting to run away from it. To run away from the pain, the struggle. The never-ending suffering of what we call life. There comes a point where one must face the truth. Face the reality that we are here to suffer. That life has been granted to us, so that we may achieve our goals within it. That we may face the suffering, head on, and whisper “Do your worst”. Imagine, being gifted time here on Earth, and all you wish to do with it is run away from the pain of suffering. Run away, from existence in the physical realm. Insanity.

    When you finally reach the end of your road, at whatever age that may be, will you look back and be proud of your accomplishments? Or will you simply look back, and relive your memories, playing over and over in your head? Will you pretend that life was a movie, and that you were the star of the show? Will you watch it all unfold, playing over and over in your brain, smiling at all the nonsense you participated in? Sounds like a sad life, if you ask me. Sounds like living in the past, attempting to disassociate from the current reality you find yourself in. Reliving a fleeting moment, which meant nothing, and will continue to mean nothing, for the rest of eternity.

    Life is Suffering. Plain and simple. You can dread it, you can run from it. The reality stays the same. Suffering. From the minute we are born, we suffer. Why do you think that a newborn baby comes out of the womb crying, right off the bat? Even a newborn child understands that the journey they are about to embark on will be painful. Even they are aware that the marathon will eventually take their life. There is no escaping it. Life is inevitable. Suffering is the key. The secret? Simple. Find something worth suffering for, and dive into it head-first. Find something you are willing to bleed for, and let it kill you. Find something which you are willing to literally drain your life and pour your soul into, and let it consume you. Allow yourself to truly dive in, and become what it is you are meant to be.

“All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us” - Gandalf

        Glory Be, 

                    Amen.