'"like a lone sailor adrift for years on alien seas, he wakes one night to discover familiar constellations overhead.
...this extraordinary realignment of stars - the man so long out of step with his times experiences extra lucidity. Suddenly all that passed comes into focus as a necessary course of events, and all that promises to unfold has the clearest reason."
'Got to get lost to find yourself; not what you believed yourself to be, or were taught. But who you are, beneath it all. Wild and crazy. Untamed. Alive.' Us ;)
Getting lost is part of re-finding. When we lose something, its preciousness expands.
To find it again, it's all the more sweet.
Losing our way means to craft new paths. Receiving new experience along the way.
It's okay to get lost.
To forget who we are.
It's part of the ecstatic process of lightness of being.
It's okay to forget where we're headed.
A short pause in unexpected territory.
If we stay on the one path, how will we ever discover new landscapes?
Embrace new experiences.
On and beyond the edges.
I read an article the other day about how micro planning is the new 'in'; every 30 minutes assigned a task; getting up, brushing teeth, eating, making calls....
Living in the moment means to be impulsive.
Tasting the flavours as you go.
Adjusting to desire.
Sure, there will be moments of highs and lows.
But it's like asana; each side, each offering, gesture, transition, sweep, pour, dive; it's all different.
Every. Single. Time.
You want to get so in the moment.
Get so lost and caught up.
Every view breathtaking.
Each breath poured as deep as it can go.
Felt as potently.
Before it is let go.
So as to fill.
Don't micro plan.
Here's the macro plan; get lost.
And give zero shits as you go about what and where it's taking you.
Be here now.
This is our October rhythm.