I love authentic people, and living authentically is probably my highest value in life. When I love people, it’s about as authentic as humanly possible. With that said, one of my biggest lessons is that it’s not my job to save people.
When you’re authentic, your life becomes great, and not everyone is going to be comfortable with that. Sometimes you compromise yourself, but that’s not something you can keep up and be happy. I’ve had to let go and let God many times.
For idealistic people, burnout is a real danger. Our minds give us energy, but our body needs to rest and have real food, not just ideas. We need to take care of ourselves.
I’m focused on embodying myself these days–really feeling what it means to be me–so I’m not trying to use my intellect to be happy. Intrinsic motivation is the only thing that’s truly fulfilling. Life flows into open spaces.
I’m enjoying art, writing, and music. There’s nothing for me to solve anymore. I’ve gone through the tough stuff, and now all I want to do is appreciate everything.
I know that whatever has gone away can be replaced by something greater. This is what it means to be a (better) man. That’s what it means to be human.
This post was a draft I saved three years ago and hadn’t looked at since. After re-reading it this morning, I thought it deserved to be published. I’m not even sure where I got the beautiful picture of the lions from (let me know and I’ll credit the photographer).
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This week, I wrote about living in good faith vs. self-deception. I practice living in good faith by being honest with myself, acknowledging what I’m thinking and feeling, writing down my thoughts and doing my best to clearly articulate them, rather than habitually passing judgment on myself, avoiding, suppressing, or running away from what I’m thinking and feeling. I believe this builds self-acceptance and self-trust, and it’s an ongoing process (as with most things that are important). If we lack integrity with ourselves, we will lack integrity with others.
Then I wrote about dealing with emotional flare ups, which is also part of living in good faith. I’ve been learning to accept that my emotions are a legitimate part of who I am, and that respecting them is important. Gentleness is a virtue, although this goes against certain ingrained habits I have that want to ignore or power through emotions I don’t like. This causes inner conflict, and I’d rather have inner peace. However, peace requires work and the courage to live in good faith.
When we practice self-honesty and self-acceptance, we can then move on to having self-empathy, which is a genuine ability to relate to ourselves as a true friend. All of this builds inner strength, which is needed in order to live on purpose.
My daily intention is to cut through all the BS (and there’s a lot of it) so that I’m aligned with my True Self, which is about being who I really am, and doing what I’m really here to do. That may sound like a serious way to live–and sometimes it is–but I think of it as being passionate, soulful, and truthful, which is, to me, a great way to live.
Of all the things I can choose to write about, I choose love. Love for myself, my family, my world, and my Source. Love melts the ice around my heart.
I realize that the things I’ve done, and the choices I continue to make, are sincere. That doesn’t make me or anyone else wrong or right. There’s real, true power in sincerity.
I’ve said before that spirituality is either true or it isn’t, which means that either I create my own reality or someone else does. I’m able to choose to align with my True Self, and that’s what I believe in. Humility, gentleness, and modesty coexists with greatness.
It feels good to be in the shop’s garage and writing again. Although the frequency of my posts have recently dropped, I don’t feel stressed out about it. Between respecting resistance and following the path of least resistance, my life feels more natural.
I’ve been working, and also focused on psychological concepts like the ego/Self. It seems like a bridge between the spiritual and material world. I have the sense that I inhabit both.
The blog is called Getting Better, Man; that’s happening every day. But I’m also discovering a greater self. One that’s more than I’d ever realized.
I visited my mom today, and helped her apply for her retirement. She’s been at the same job for over 30 years. My cat (who’s currently staying with my mom) is doing well.
When you have the intention of being true to yourself, you’ll often encounter situations that show you what it’s like to not be true to yourself. Maybe the pain of not being who you truly are is meant to get you on the right path (for you). That’s what I think.
To live a great life and be a great person isn’t a typical thing to want. It’s a great thing to want, and a great path to travel. I wouldn’t want it any other way.