Friday, December 30, 2016

We Are NOT Our Circumstance

I am who I am and that would be Me.  Me is who I know, it's what I know.  It also happens to be the only thing I know is true to and for me.  Anything else is hearsay and rumor.  Loud or small, quiet or a behemoth....it's still not pertinent to defining me.  Nor do the things around me contain me within their limits.  My emotions are transient, they do not control me.  The world that I stand, the road that I walk is still not me.  Your words, still do not define me.  My circumstance is not who I am.
Me, that's who I am...and my reaction to my circumstance defines the what in who I am.

In my short time here, I have endured many lessons.  Some have taught me well.  Some have gone disregarded or ignored...for better or for worse, those lessons seem to come back threefold.  Some lessons serve an obvious purpose, while other lessons tend to be more subtle and less palpable.  Some lessons have immediate impact, while others aren't appreciate nor understood.  But each lesson, is still a lesson...and we are our own student and teacher.  That's who and what we are.

Lessons come from obstacles, challenges and discomforts.  Life is what we live in, it's also where we are.  Life is not round or square.  There are no parallel lines or perfect triangles.  Life isn't a stream that we float through.  Like all problems, we do not control them...but, we control how we respond to them.
Life is a long lesson plan, and it's a lesson that will continue on with or without 'us'.
If you choose to root yourself, becoming apart of something external rather than evolve around or within the circumstance of life...you become apart of whatever it is that you're rooting within, and theirin lies your self worth.  Submitting your will to the happenings of whatever tangible it is that you are allowing yourself to become defined by.
This is a risky proposition because you are at the mercy of whatever happens to this relationship that you have allowed for...making your value vulnerable and susceptible.

Defining ourselves through our circumstance allows for limits, immeasurables and happenstance.  More importantly, it allows for excuses exonerating us from any growth...and it can keep us stuck in place too easy to stay complacent in.
B  L  A  M  E
It's easier to stay and complain than to react with intent.
Repeating the same, because it's easier.
It eventually becomes the 'what we know'.
Ultimately, defining us.
If we choose to become our circumstance....which could be mistakes or failures, Time (available or lack thereof), criticsm, authority/title/power and any other past baggage that we may be carrying with us because that is how we choose to define ourselves.

Or

We choose to react to our circumstance.
By learning and adapting by using tolerance, endurance, durability, resourcefulness, conviction and fortitude.
By understanding that there is existance beyond the circumstance.
By absolving the possibility of limits, boundaries, end points, prejudices and expectations.
Basically, nothing truly is an absolute...nothing is ever permanent.  As a matter of fact, change is the only constant in our reality....and our possibilities for tomorrow are still yet to be determined.
Determined being the word, and that word is directly correlated to how we choose to react to chance. Focus is our perception, and depending how we choose to focus...we decide our reality.
Our reality ultimately becomes the definition of who and what we choose to be.
Whether mad, happy, sad...it's still not defining us.
It's just what we are in that moment...and if I make it me focus, it becomes my excuse....and I can use my excuse to define me.
Because it's easier to lay still than swim upstream.
Either way, it's the choice (of sink or swim) that can define the direction we choose.


What Defines You?  I bet that it's not your circumstance...unless, of course that how how you choose to define the Who or What.

I choose Me, in the here and now.  Straight, forward, strong and viable.
With patience, compassion and willful understanding that this thickened round rock we all call home has many roads that I can choose to walk, free.

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