The Assumption Of Control

This essay begins like a weak mans cop-out. Stick with it though...it has a point!

One of the foremost problems facing the spiritual evolution of humanity—as we know it—is the assumption of control.

By this I am referring to the control that we all believe to be within our grasp over anything other than the most mundane of life’s attributes. You have control over what you decide to wear when you wake every day; and where you go once you have donned those clothes that you have deemed fit. Control is exercised when you decide what, when, and how much to eat. All of the elemental factors of life—that compose what is recognized by the rest of the world as your outward personality—are within your control.. That, however, is the extent of it.

Each and every one of us was put upon this earth, at this time, and in the exact geological location in which we presently find ourselves, as a means to an end. We are here to fulfill something that—no matter our inability to either relate to, or fathom—simply must, and will, transpire despite all our indignantly egotistic attempts to make it otherwise.

No matter how small and insignificant you may, or may not, feel at any given moment on any given day; and no matter on what side of the proverbial fence of good and evil you may believe that you have chosen to call your home; existence is moving in the direction that it has since the beginning of what we—as humans—call time, and there is nothing that either you, or I, or God can do to stop it.

And that is why the assumption of control is so damaging. It expands our field of perception beyond what is actually needed in order that we might fulfill our place in the scheme of things. When you believe that you can do anything that you put your mind to distraction becomes your drug of choice. But if you believe that all you need to do is written inside the annals of your mind and—through constant prayer and meditation—seek the answers inside yourself, the answer will surely make itself apparent and distraction will cease to exist.

I am not, by any means, trying to make a case for anyone to simply give up on their dreams and accept any unhappy situation that they may presently find themselves in… …Quite the opposite, in fact. What I am saying is that you should dream as much—and as often as you possibly can—with the intent of being the best that you can possibly be; allow all things that come your way to assume the form of options. Anything—event the most repugnant of ideas—should be given a forum within your mind if only for the purpose of being eliminated as a possibility. Never dismiss anything without at least giving it a second thought.

The universe has an order, and in that order there will be those of us who end up performing roles that we never—in our wildest imagination—could have seen ourselves playing. That is the beauty of life, and a good source of the pain in this world derives itself from humanities egotistical assumption that it is otherwise.

If you spend your days and nights lamenting a dream that you thought would come true, it is sure that that day will never dawn.

But if, instead, you take all things as they come, and make of them what you can, the day when your original dream sees its fruition may yet be at hand.

Existence abhors being bound! To wake up in the morning and say that this is what I want to be and there is nothing that can convince me otherwise is to limit yourself to the cage of your own ego. If you free yourself up by accepting the cards that are dealt, there two, and only two, way in which the game can end. Either you move from point to point—with good intentions, and good faith—until one day, when you are least expecting it, that dream—for which you have yearned for what seems an eternity—presents itself in all the splendors of the universe. Or—proceeding with that same intention and faith—you stumble upon what was meant to be yours to begin with and, in that moment, realize that your dream was simply the cosmic carrot that lead you to where you needed to be…truly happy!