Signposts

I read a few things today, not just from this book, but some things others said.
Someone said that what we think are the purposes are the signposts of other things.

So we often strive for things that can only be attained though other things.
And since we don't consider that, we can't reach our 'desired destination.'
Also it's not really a destination, but it's more a byproduct.
Which is something we don't often consider either, or at all.

It's kind of like how people think they know where they are going
and they think they know how to get there.
But they get lost because they don't go the 'right' way.
They don't actually know how to get there.
And when they do get there, they realize it wasn't what they thought it'd be.
It's kind of like that. People end up going in circles, too.
And they get pissed off at everyone
when THEY are the ones going in circles.
How is it anyone's fault if you keep turning left or right?
I mean, if you want to keep driving around the block for miles and miles,
you can do that, but if you don't, why do you keep doing it?

"Ease, pleasure, and joy are not the purposes.
They are the signposts for balance, flow, and expansion."

Then I read: "The realm of possibility is where all suffering ceases to exist."

For a while, I wasn't doing my morning routine.
Because I had to get ready and just go, and just get to where I need to be.
So I wasn't doing it.

A part of it was OPENing.
Opening to:

Opportunities
Possibilities
Experiences
Needed and New

So I did that tonight before I left to go to the mall.
I tried to meditate, too, but it wasn't happening.

The point being that none of us have to suffer, period.
Emotionally, mentally, spiritually, or in any other form.
Sometimes it's necessary to do things just to realize
that we don't actually have to do those things.
Like driving around the block, getting lost, driving yourself crazy,
beating ourselves up, all these things, and so much more.

The realm of possibility exists but very few are open to it.
I'm rarely open to it, myself. It's only been in the last year or so
that I've been opening up to it more and more.

It's possible. Even the things we think aren't possible.
They only seem impossible because we're not open to them.
The possibility of them being possible.
Even the possibility OF the possibility of them being possible.

I just feel a lot better than I did for the past week or so.
But at least I realize why I was feeling like that in the first place.