We people are amazing beings.
We fight on nothing and we complicate our existence just to have something to do. We steal other people's lives, we strive to be 'someone' and we forget to be ourselves.
We fall in love with the 'wrong person' and we don't have the courage to find out what love really is.
We go deeper into dramas but we run away when going deeper into our own hearts. We develop the best strategies for escaping and we lose ourselves in other people's happenings; when we 'accidentally' find a mirror we instantly get tired and a sudden desire to sleep arises.
We are the best in finding excuses and we take our master degree in blaming others, or life, or society, or odds, or past lives, or curses, or the system, the competitors, the dark forces, the politics, the weather, the teachers, the moon and all the planets, and of course, mother and father, God, the Universe, destiny, faith and the list can continue cause we are so creative in generating it, aren't we?
We get to be experts in pretending to be someone else and we wonder why God, if he's such a good fellow, doesn't reveal to us in an instant the truth and the greatness of who we really are.
All these and more work just damn fine until one day.
One day we say to ourselves Ok. Cut the crap now.
One day when we get dizzy of so much running around in circles. We get sick and tired of this entire masquerade.
One day when the pain of not accepting who we are, as we are, grows too big to be bearable any longer. The day when we realize that the price we pay for lying and pretending is, in fact, our own lives.
A day when we stop whining about it and start changing it, whatever this 'it' is. We take responsibility of our own existence, say No to bulshit and Yes to ourselves. The day when compromising and raping our inner truth is no longer an option.
The day when we have the strength and the presence to look straight into someone's eyes and say 'This is who I am. You're welcome to join me for a while if you like it. If you don't like it, then so long my friend and thank you for passing by!'
The day when we realize that we are indeed Gods, but each one is God in his own life not in someone else's life.
The day when we stop pretending and start living. When instead of complaining about the poverty of our reality, we start expanding it by enriching it with new choices.
And this day comes for all of us. Sooner or later, easier or harder, it comes for each one of us. With no exception.
So, when is it going to be for you?