Getting Rid of the Soul’s Alzheimer

“All that we are is the result of what we have thought.” Buddha

What I constantly feed my mind, what I always entertain in my thoughts and what I habitually do will be the result of what I will be. I would say that I have been careless in the past with what I absorbed and have not anticipated the ill consequences. I haven’t touched to the wisdom that I have grown up with. What happened to the teachings? What happened to the elders’ advice? What happened to the Road Less Traveled? What happened to the teachings in the kindergarten? What happened to the Purpose Driven Life? What’s the chicken soup taste like? Have I lost the seven habits? Did I mess up the four quadrants? Where’s Jesus? Where’s Gandhi? Where’s Covey, Fulghum, Bo, Canfield, CS Lewis? I haven’t been doing activities which personally and usually nourish my soul. When was the last time I dance? Sang? Painted? Have I created a new song lately? When was the time I laughed out loud? How frequent do I write in my journal? Have I arranged a new voice harmony lately? Doing what I am good at nourish my soul because they are what I was created for. My existence is depending on what I was made for.

I have put myself in to risk when I deviated myself to what is acceptable to the new generation in order to fit in and not to be branded as old-fashioned thinking that this is the way to penetrate the trendy environment. I found out that most of the time the new trend is dragging the value of the new generation away from the real power.

Noise is accepted to be the journey to find strength. I was thought in “Old School” that there is power in silence. I have proven this to myself that this is true. In the midst of the hassle and bustle world, one has to pause and rearrange once bearing and recharge. There is such thing as quiet time. It is essential. New Zealand has all the opportunity to spend quiet time because it has the entire conduciveness to exercise it. The sound of the sea. The serenity in the rustling leaves and the chirping of birds in the woods. The supreme sight of the quiet mountain. Why am I wasting such opportunity?

Anger dominates the tone to claim something. Flower power may be cheesy nowadays. Peace-man may be so 70’s. But I still want to believe that a smoking red face is not always the answer to make a point.

Stabbing other’s back finds its place to the acceptable strategy to claim anything you want. One who pulls down others is a likely prone to be pulled down by others. Up and down and up and down and up and down. Life is not supposed to be a spring board or a cycle. Life should progress and find its way to its real meaning. Definitely practicing crab-like retains you with the rest of the crabs. I have done many times to get out of the colony of crabs and find my place in other environment. I found out that crabs are everywhere. At first, it looked like the solution is that “if you can’t beat them, join them”. But the solution really is to exercise the power of your own choice. I have chosen not to be a crab. I have chosen to go up and the crab’s clamps have no power to pull me down. It is a mindset.

Are the values that I grew up with old fashioned and not conforming to the new norms? Revisiting the wisdom I acquired from the great leaders I looked up to in the past is rewarding. Getting them back is like welcoming back myself. I am the product of the teachings I absorbed in the past. Buddha said that all that we are is the result of what we have thought. Abandoning the value of the past is like having a present soul with Alzheimer. I already found the paradigm that works. This paradigm has done a lot of what describe me. There is no reason for me to look for another one. It’s time to get rid of the Alzheimer.
What am I thinking right now? I am thankful. Thank God that there is a great pause to recharge!