Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Creating My Own (Good?) Karma

Karma...

It's a bitch.

Ahem... already digressing and I have not even started to write yet.

Karma has many definitions. I guess it all comes down to what you believe about it to make an opinion I guess. Some don't believe in karma at all; that wooo-hoooey witchey crackpot thing and all. But let me tell you, I think there is more to the story.

And in my Vicodin-daze, I went on a mission to solve the puzzle.  I looked in a dictionary. Online of course. Wouldn't want to break a nail picking up a book. Or dusting it off.

Here is the definition of Karma, from Dictionary.com

Karma : Noun  (CAR ma)
1. Seen as bringing upon oneself inevitable results, good or bad, either in this life or in a reincarnation.
2. Theosophy . the cosmic principle according to which each person is rewarded or punished in one incarnation according to that person's deeds in the previous incarnation.
3. fate; destiny. 

Well the first couple were rather interesting. Over the holidays, I have been dealing with a lot of shit. Bad things happening all at once; things that are not even related. Maybe it’s just possible that it isn’t my fault. Maybe in a past life I really spent too much money and escaped from debtors prison or I had some steamy affair or five wives. Maybe I shot and killed the President. Oh wait… that is a recurring dream I have had over the past eight years! So I messed up in another life… why punish me now? I've been a good girl! well… sorta.

Well perhaps all this karma came when I was younger and really a bad girl... the Gods decided to save up all of my shit and wait until things were finally going my way and BLAMMO. Smacked me silly. But that seems rather stupid if you ask me. If I earned the karma from being an ass, then we should see a whole new government, or my boss would have gone through a come-to-Jesus moment by now. But it doesn't seem to work like that. It seems like bad things happen to good people way more than the other thing around.


Then Number #3, we get to the Fate/Destiny thing, Are things just meant to happen? Good or bad, no matter who we are as people? Shit just happens and life depends on if you are wearing a diaper. Hmmm maybe that’s why they call them Depends?

I found it interesting was that Karma was a noun; but then it’s described more as an action, meaning a verb. So which is it? You get karma by doing something. So I guess it's a lot like a bank account then, right? I do good, good and goes into the bank account...  do bad and a little of the good goes out ?

Isn’t there supposed to be some kind of balancing system? I do good most of the time. But I am a redhead so we can’t expect perfection. How come we can't store good karma? Aren’t we are supposed to be building up good karma and have it sit in the back account like nuts? You know, like squirrels. But recently I had an experience that makes me think otherwise.

A few months ago, I wrote a story on Handicapped parking. Handicap or Handy Park. Me being the bitch that I am, I proceeded to slam some guy for parking in the handicapped parking space when he clearly was not handicapped. I still stand on the view that the guy was an ass but I went into a ten paragraph posting about the topic on a whole.

Then the week before Christmas, I fell down and cracked my ankle.

Two days later, after a week of solid rain here in SoCo, I have had ant invasions to the point if I wondered if the paint on my walls was really dark brown and not beige.

A week later, it's still raining and allergies are running amok along with the ants here in Southern California.. where it never rains. That's some idiot who must have been on drugs writing that song.

So was my karma for bashing that life time that was so bad that it took all of the good karma away? Leaving me broke and penniless? Or was it from my nastiness in this life from bashing that guy?

Well at least one good thing that came out of this... I have five months of handicapped parking. I got my temporary permit in the mail today.

Karma... yep, she's a bitch.

Friday, December 3, 2010

Life is Not Led with a Proverbial Carrot!

So many of us miss the point. During the holidays especially. We are so busy looking for the joy that we are unable to see it in who we are, or what we have. Giving is a way of mirrororing back to us… everything that is missing.

But here is the thing. Life is meant to be lived. One day at a time. Even though many of us live in the past, too much time is spent crying in our beer over what is lost. And then there are those who are constantly on a search for something better, something greater… always something we don’t have all the while missing the whole point.

Life cannot be lived searching for meaning, life is not life if we are constantly chasing the proverbial carrot.

We are meant to learn from the past. Hindsight is after all, 20/20. Maybe there are things that we can see now, that we were unable to see then. But the past is just that… the past. Don’t waste any more of your today’s longing after something that once was.

Besides, if you don't live life in the present, how can you ever expect to see the manifestation of your dream for a future? Is living life on auto-pilot is enough?

Time passes even as we are forever searching for that better than, brighter and shinier than…

a desire for more only points out the larger-then-than-gap that lies between what we desire and what we have; an ever-widening gap because we can never have...

enough.

We can hold hope for the future by setting clear intentions for our desires... planning is good, but not at the expense of losing everything that is available in the moment.

Live is meant to be lived in the present. It's a journey. And the meaning is in exactly that... the journey... because it’s through every step, each time we fall, and through every accomplishment that we grow and thrive. It’s great feeling to plan things when you allow yourself to grow and flourish through every step of realizing your dreams... with real eyes.

In the moment is the only place that you truly have the potential to dream, giving yourself a place to build from, and a place to start. You can’t go from A-Z, without passing through the B’s, and the C’s, and even a few X, Y’s and Z or two.

There is no prize… nor an ending... only the present moment unfolding with all of the potential for everything that life has to offer, and yet as we speak, that is already gone… so what are you waiting for?

Take a bite!