The people of Maine are known for saying, "You can't
get there from here," when asked for directions. In
terms of life directions, perhaps it is truer to say, "You
can only get there if you are fully here." How many of
us are aware of this little twist in the fabric of fate?
Would we know what our way is if we could have it?
Would getting our way solve anything at all, or would
it only make more of a mess of our lives were it
possible to realize our wishes on impulse out of our
so frequently mindless states of mind?
The truly interesting question here is, "What exactly is
my way?", meaning my "Way" with a capital W.
Rarely do we contemplate our life with this degree of
probing. How frequently do we linger in such basic
questions as "Who am I?", "Where am I going?",
"What path am I on?", "Is this the right direction for
me?", "If I could choose a path now, in which
direction would I head?", "What is my yearning, my
path?", "What do I truly love?"
Contemplating "What is my Way?" is an excellent
element to inject into our meditation practice. We
don't have to come up with answers, nor think that
there has to be one particular answer. Better not to
think at all. Instead, only persist in asking the
question, letting any answers that formulate just
come of themselves and go of themselves. As with
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