Beliefs create reality

I started my self-improvement journey (using books as medium) with Anthony Robbins. I vaguely remember his conviction on how a person can be changed instantaneously, even with all the pre-existing conditions from childhood or recent experiences/memories. He always uses the analogy of a table with the four legs as the supporting beliefs. Break all four and the tabletop will have nothing to hold it, and there goes what we hold on to; old perceptions gone and we are free to choose new 4 legs again for a new table.

I too believe in this, even when I have not known of this from him. The thing is, sometimes we are very proud during the journey of self discovery that we think the things that we think are only thought by us, and I was exactly like that. Time passed and experiences showed that although what I thought was not wrong, there are just so many facades in life which are so glaring, in announcing, that we can only recognize right from wrong. And if we can recognize the wrong, it means somehow somewhere, the "wrongs" are within us, and we're part of it.

I'm at a juncture which I'm content with having no preference to things. Having the impartiality for now does take out the excitement and romance of the senses, but I found peace. What we have always wanted to do, in everything we do, to avoid pain and gain pleasure, are nothing but like a dog chasing its own tail. Having let go of the chasing, I hope to see things as they are. And what I experienced was nothing short of magic.

Purpose driven life

I had a harder-than-usual wake-up call recently. The same thing which has always been nagging at me, gnawing bit by bit what I am, but the "better" part of me, i.e. pride always managed to fend itself. Well not anymore, last few days have been pure bliss; having at least a glimpse of the answer to the question "What do I want it to be?". And I'm carrying this blissful feeling all day long. I know this is right. This is something I have to do to remedy the tortured soul this long while.

And so today I took the first step, and it was not an easy step, literally. I took the wrong turn, met a few crazy drivers, couldn't find a parking spot etc.. But I did manage to end up where I wanted to go. I did not expect the experience to be awe-inspiring or anything near that. It was a casual conversation, filled up some forms and a quick chat.

And that's it. My life is officially now in Chapter 3.

*Ego wrote this post. "My" post will ensue...