Money serves as such a fascinating topic of life's leeway. I was left for dead in the financial domain with all the pushing/pulling and promises of paying back of the entirety of my funds. The pain for me was one of betrayal, surely, but also acknowledging my choice to go along with the strangely and absurdly, mentally disordered approach to a mono-dimensional lifestyle. I comprehend why so many label subjects like me as co-dependent, but that's incorrect because I - and most of us, I believe - was trying to give generously for the larger picture in time.
It should be no surprise that Faith dropped into the gray zone, as well. Interestingly, for me, faith has been so personal, that this occurrence ran parallel to the evaporation of the-me. I remember a movie of some time ago about a female devil and the hero offering to lay his soul on the altar of sacrifice to save another. In that film, an angel explains to the hero that his soul was never "his to give." It belonged all along to God and the Universe.
So it is for all of us who have survived the "Twilight Zone" encounter with these black-hole entities. The media and social networking sites are jumbled with tales, helping blogs, and evaluations - both professional and lay. But, "following" is not the key to living this life to its fullest potential. And that, in my opinion, is the dawning of amazing awareness. There exists a very tricky tight wire in giving of oneself and giving away oneself. If we do not fall into the abyss of no-choice in following ideas of sacrifice for the good of others, and instead pursue the voice within that connects us to goodness and strength, we bestow energy to another from the core of us as individual creations, part of the God-force.
This primitive and most painful test of sharing has brought an immensely powerful cognizance of place and footing in this physical realm. I find that I am able to acknowledge another without needing to comply with some molded concept of merging interplay with that other. Unlike co-dependence, the decision to give too much and too freely was made from a post of genuine compassion.
For me at age 61, I am keenly aware of the laboriously powerful force of hormones that drove me when I opted to forge this particular path in the arena that now seems so "long, long ago and far away." I have noted other folks on internet sites that go onward to find love and a more substantially happy situation. I am not at all sure where my direction lies. Without that magnetism toward co-creating on a one-to-one basis, I find that I might be like those monks of old who might just link their life-paths with the God energy.
Reading Peale's Positive Thinking, I find that I am viewing from a new perspective. This belief of Peale's fully takes in one's connection through an individualized integrity. One need not manipulate the purer form of positive thinking to bring the wish closer to what might be possible from one's ability to operate in a framework of reality now. I am pretty darned poor in finances at this moment, but I am allowing myself to "see" that ranch I have wanted as becoming more real. What will happen? I don't know, but I do recognize that I am more than I ever before regarded as "true." I suspect it's all part of planning the trek from A to C and re-evaluating when you reach B....do you still want to go to C or have your ideas and desires changed?
Optimism. And hopeful expectation. And Gratitude.
"The most exciting phrase to hear in science, the one that heralds the most discoveries, is not 'Eureka,' but 'that's funny.'" I think Asimov is onto something here. Then, again, James Cabell may be right, "the optimist proclaims that we live in the best of all possible worlds, and the pessimist fears this is true."