Everyone almost literally will tell you they want to be happy, above and beyond all else. What’s more it is my firm belief that life is meant to be happy, exciting and adventurous.
Think about it. Why would anyone consciously choose a life of suffering, relationship wrecks, financial issues, sickness, failure, insecurity, stress and a whole lot of other nonsense the ego world considers part and parcel of everyday life?
Why would anyone choose to ‘ghettoise’ and segregate minority groups because of their skin colour, ideologies or sexual preferences.
None of those things make sense. And yet life and angst go together like Bonnie and Clyde. It’s nothing short of insane.
Remember when you were a kid? You were going to be a fireman, a hairdresser, a film star, a famous sports person, a vet! Everything was possible.
So what happens between childhood and adulthood? Between the young years and the so called getting of wisdom? Where does all that potential, desire and exuberance go?
The answer is ego and its system. A system that is supremely well designed, effective and brilliantly administered. Our world.
The system is so brilliantly designed and administered it is taken to as naturally as breathing.
Part of the ego-system’s brilliance is that it is administered by those we love and trust the most; parents, teachers, extended family, friends, spiritual leaders, law makers, and so on. But here’s the best, the most ingenious, albeit insidious part. They don’t know they are doing it. It’s all cloaked under the guise of love, kindness, order and righteousness.
The programming begins the moment you enter the world. Used to be the welcome involved a sharp slap on the butt to make the incoming god’s gift holler, thereby ensuring all was well. These days the good doctors no longer slap the newcomer into life, the techniques are more subtle but the message remains the same, We’re in charge. You’re not.
And so it goes. The conditioning continues; be good, obey, go to school, get a job, find a partner, settle down, have kids, respect the laws and regulations no matter how stupid, keep up with the Jones’, work hard, do the right thing, retire, die.
It’s like living in a haze of alcohol and cigarette smoke. The tragedy of it all is everyone knows it isn’t right. Everyone wants to be happy.
According to numerous surveys the number one death-bed regret is; I wish I’d have done the things I wanted to do. How tragic is that?
Don’t let it happen to you. It’s never too late to start living Your Life, Your Way.
Start with something small. Some tiny change that may seem inconsequential to everyone else. Indeed no one may even notice. But you’ll know, and you’ll feel better about yourself. Then change something else, followed by something else and pretty soon that illusive happiness will no longer be illusive.
And then, at that final curtain call, you’ll be able to embrace the ‘My Way’ lyrics as your own, because in the end it is all about this:
I’ve loved, I’ve laughed and cried.
I’ve had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows –
And did it my way!
Stop letting it run you. You’re not a nothing, a no one. You are as special as anyone on the face of the planet!
Nick Z Moran