This week has flown past faster than any week yet in the MKMMA course – and I poignantly feel every…single…slip… as a skid mark on my character. As stated several time in the Master Keys:
The mind, which pervades the body, is largely the result of heredity, which, in turn, is simply the result of all the environments of all past generations on the responsive and ever-moving life forces. An understanding of this fact will enable us to use our authority when we find some undesirable trait of character manifesting.
We can consciously use all the desirable characteristics with which we have been provided and we can repress and refuse to allow the undesirable ones to manifest.
— Master Key 9 : 4-5
My thoughts drift to the Alpha and the Omega – greek characters, referencing beginnings and endings. Typically we hear that phrase when referring to God – I am the Alpha and the Omega, the Beginning and the End.
And I think that is perfectly fitting for this week’s experience and growth within the MKMMA. Though perhaps in reverse…
It is the end of an era – my old blue print has had enough free leash in the last three weeks to have me questioning my commitment to change. And so I am planning on taking time over the holidays (for me they are NOT ‘holy days’, but that’s a whole different road to travel) and revisit my DMP now that I have had run-ins with my Ol Blue and have gained insight from Week 12 of the Master Keys :
“For it seems that my life has come – again – full circle, as it is wont to do every time we fail to learn from our past mistakes. With the end of the year comes the end of my “reliable” income! (And perhaps that is not a bad thing) As a contract software developer – one should expect the end of a contract, and I did… With somewhat of a mixed elation.
The result of this indecision and negative thought is often found in the loss of material wealth. Supposed independence which required many years of toil and effort suddenly disappears. It is often found then that money and property are not independence at all. On the contrary, the only independence is found to be a practical working knowledge of the creative power of thought.
— Master Key 12 : 8
I find that I –feel – more intensely under horrendously short time lines ( an old blueprint, unsuccessful habit, as I have come to realize). And it is the intensity of feeling that I crave, that I desire to suck from the marrow of Life itself to say that I have truly experienced MY life.
My wife and recently sat down to talk and that is what really -was- my part of the conversation… I’ve been lacking any sort of vibrancy to my life. Pointedly it is a partnership with someone I can brace arms with and do some seriously EPIC shit – and fall down laughing at ourselves when our first attempts fall short of perfection.
Someone who, when considering the wisdom of trying new things, really embraces the fact that there aren’t that many jelly beans left.
I would ask that – should you stumble across this blog (and Thank You if you’ve been here before!) that you take a moment for yourself and really embrace THIS very moment – great things are about to happen in our lives if we choose to be present at their inception, and faithful to their growth and maturation.
This weekend I am going to do at least one seriously crazy thing – something that will make my children question my sanity and yet prove to myself that this world we seem to believe in is a lie.
And to prove it to myself over and over I am going to make some dramatic changes to what I think my life “should” be (I’m smirking at myself because, seriously too much shoulding on myself…). Perhaps it was my subconscious working to align things in my life and connect some bits and pieces for me to realize all this, as Brendon Burchard’s latest book arrived – as a gift from someone I interacted with back in MARCH – right on time:
Hurry has become the master. We have stopped sensing the stillness, the stunning fullness and beauty and divine perfection of the moment. Most barrel through life, unaware of their senses and surroundings, deaf and blind to the magical qualities of . . . this . . . very . . . moment. We are not supposed to miss it all, this life, but we do, all frazzled, stressed, and stripped away from Now. The cost is immense—so many moments blurred by speed and worry and panic, all stacking onto hectic days, all creating the catastrophe of an un-experienced, joyless life. Many can only vaguely remember the last time they laughed so hard it hurt, loved so much it led to a beautiful flood, cheered so loudly it strained the vocal chords, felt so deeply it caused a showering of tears, had such a raucously good time that it became legend—moments fully lived. We must s – l – o – w it all down, not just to become more present in the singular moment, but also to elongate that moment so that we truly sense it. Life is meant to be a vibrant, deeply felt, growing mosaic of long, meaningful moments. This day is to be enjoyed like a pause at a cool stream during summer’s heat. For this, we now declare: WE SHALL SLOW TIME.