You’re basically saying that there is no way to define a “person” as a concrete tangible object — because everything in the universe is energy. (Some quantum scientists view the universe in this way, as unified consciousness/energy.)

Which means, who *you* are is simply vibrations of energy (think Superstring Theory). And in other dimensions of existence — which aren’t as “physical”/dense as this one is, but are more energetic — the beings/”bundles of vibrations” there don’t have the luxury of being able to manifest their visions, arts, creations, emotions in “physical acts” such as making a painting or falling in love (the experience of falling in love has a lot to do with how the physical brain is wired).

So, you’re saying that we humans should remember this spiritual principle and savor all the richness and possibility that the denser/”physical” dimension has to offer. Indeed, a very spiritual take on optimism, thank you for sharing your perspective.

The only trick is to not stop the crying because you judge the crying as being bad or ungrateful of your physical existence. The crying will stop on its own accord, once the pain behind it is fully integrated. As I see it, this physical dimension is well-suited to challenge us to integrate polarity, especially when it comes to emotions. :)

PS. Cute pic mrs Karnaze!!!!

That’s what I love to hear, TransAlchemy! We all have the ability to do this — imagine what would the world would be like if we did…

“Yet I must say its easy to give into the pain, its easy to let the optimism fade. Its easy to let it consume us and ultimately destroy us.”

Yes, it is easy, and I do let it fade, when it must. It’s all about cycles of rebirth and renewal, as is personal growth. I’ve got my own lifetime share of stories in there. ;) So yeah, it takes patience.

“So I believe this is why you write, to kill the pain to rage the war against all the negative ‘stories’ that run through our head on a daily.”

From an outside perspective, I can see how it would look like this. That in writing I’m trying to get rid of my own pain. From a certain angle, this is true. I like to think of it more like, sharing my journey so that it may help you make sense of your own.

But actually, I’m writing in hopes to show that we don’t have to “get rid” of or “wage war” against anything. Because we don’t have to fight what is — essentially a part of ourselves, or rather our ingrained responses based on our belief and assumption sets about the world.

The bottom line is, I wouldn’t be able to write here if I didn’t make peace with my pain, by surrendering to it and all the warped stories that give it strength. I’ll be writing more at length about this relationship with oneself in the future, and for now I refer to it as integration. When you integrate, you don’t fight, you surrender. You take all the best parts from what you originally wanted nothing to do with — and what you then gain is, to say the least, invaluable.

Yet I must say its easy to give into the pain, its easy to let the optimism fade. Its easy to let it consume us and ultimately destroy us. So I believe this is why you write, to kill the pain to rage the war against all the negative “stories” that run through our head on a daily.

Over time the pain becomes indistinguishable from freedom, for Im always “free” to feel as I choose. So when I feel pain I must remember is of my own choosing. All the emotional states of mind is what ultimately makes us human.

With that said Ive learned to love the pain, Ive learned to embrace the spectrum of emotional states that come with our humanity.