Let me tell you from the beginning: the truth is whatever
happened in the universe to put us together in this life time, just happened
and then you and I, we attached meanings and feelings to it; say, it was meant
to be. Didn't we?
Let’s have a look here:
The biggest meaning attachment project was – obviously-
about the meaning of our lives: Whatever happened in the metaphysical universe
to let us be born and be alive so that we have a life to discover who we really
are and enjoy the game of life, just happened; but, you and I, we attached so
many meanings and so many feelings to the fact of life. We said: “I am here
because my mission is to spread the love in the world by helping others or by
singing love songs”, or “I am here because as you all know it by now, my name
is Einstein and I am about to discover the biggest argument of all humankind:
the relativity” or, “I am here to save lives and heal people as a doctor” or
worse: “I don’t even know why the heck I am here, nobody asked my opinion about
it and it sucks to be here!”… Long story short, we all said something; we all
created meanings and related feelings about our lives. We didn’t just say “Well,
I am here because I am here”. We wanted to know WHY the heck we were here!
When we were a little human baby, life was nothing but a
discovery, we almost felt like we were the Alice in the Wonderland and we only
wanted to know what this was and what that was, and that was all. Because there
was already other big humans around us taking care of us! Feeding us, bathing
us, loving and caring us even when we hated them because they didn’t let us
play with that shiny, glamorous crystal vase.
When we were a kid, life was nothing but games, plays, having
fun and ice creams; oh of course, not to mention the boring and meaning-less
home-works which were no were near being fun L
When there was no fun, we even created our own fun not to get bored, because
the other human friends at our heights were into fun as well! Yay! It was so
fun to look at an insect for hours! God, we didn’t ask for more, the insect was
perfect for fun!
Then we started to grow up and became a teenager. The insect
wouldn’t do it anymore. We started to become individuals, ourselves, not
somebody’s daughter or son, just ourselves! And, that was a heck of a big deal!
We began to experience major accomplishments, major heart brakes and major
challenges in life. Nobody had told us before that somewhere along the way things
would change and we would be on our own to deal with all that crap… A new city,
a new place to live, new people who are not smiling to make friends with, new
and even harder home-works that were really not fun at all… L And as we couldn’t say
“No, thanks I’ll pass it, I will get an ounce of an easy life over there please”;
life changed its meaning again! God, it was so hard to keep track of life’s so
many million meanings every day, sometimes it was so good and so delicious but the
other times it was unbearable! Every hour or even every minute life kept
changing its meaning, as the guy we liked texted us!
Years passed like that… Good again, bad again, on again, off
again…
Then we became adults and it was no joke any longer. There
were no other big humans around us, feeding us, bathing us, caring for us and
giving us the “home” any longer… In fact, we had to go to a place called “the
office” and do the most boring office-works ever, instead of relatively less
boring home-works we used to do, just to be able to have some kind of a place
to sleep which didn’t quite seem like the “home” we knew. And inside that “office”,
there were other humans who were not into fun at all! No games, no plays and no
ice creams anymore! Plus, those other humans were telling us what to do, what
not to do and they didn’t seem quite welcoming when we did the things they said
we shouldn’t do. Damn! What the heck was this supposed to mean again? It only
meant: life sucked!
Then we wished we were still babies or even kids… We longed
for that easy, loving, comfortable home again with loving and caring big humans
in it. When life was nothing but fun, nothing but a discovery or nothing but the
delicious taste of a chocolate ice cream; where we were still welcomed no
matter what we did or what we didn’t do.
Then we decided to be creative about that and chose to
create that safe “home” feelings again; this time not with the big humans who
were already there, but with the ONE that we would choose to be at home with.
With the ONE that we would feel loved, cared, welcomed - no matter what we did
and what we didn’t - and comfortable with. Oh, crap! What a dream! It’s harder
than we thought! Because this time we are faced with the fact that it’s not
only us, but also the other ONE who needs the same comfort and all the other safe
“home” feelings that we thought only we would need. There we go… How to figure
this one out now? Let me guess, life has changed its meaning again, right? And
this one feels like compromising or to be more brutal, feels like sacrificing, doesn’t
it? Ha-ha, wait until you welcome that tiny little human baby into your “home”
and then we will sit down and talk about what “sacrificing” was or how you thought
it was, until it changes its meaning again!
And this meaning attachment project goes on and on and on… Good
again, bad again, on again, off again… Until one day we realize that it’s just
things keep happening and we keep creating meanings and attaching feelings to
them!
Until one day we realize that we just got ourselves a
magical game to play with and we’ve been playing with it since we were a little
kid… Until we realize that we were the ones who created and attached all the
good and the bad, all the fun and the boredom, all the meaningfulness and the
meaninglessness to a happening called “life”.
So, I say, an insect would still do it, if you are able to
attach the right amount of good feeling to it! :)
Burcu Unsal
Licensed NLP
Trainer, Master Marketing Communications and Human Excellence Professional
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