That moment when all the world is before you, vast, undiscovered. When nothing about you has been decided, identified or known yet, by you or anyone else. When your capabilities simply tear through the atmosphere, uncontainable, an afterburner of possibility. When you may as well have been the one who first discovered fire.
That moment when you come up over the horizon and ride the edge between this realm of forms and the realms of the formless, shedding the cloak of duality to receive the light of Oneness, transcendent of the sphere of human thought. The energy of your cells burning – individually and collectively – like meteors across the cosmos of you, on a journey toward decomposition, to be restructured by resurrection, transformed by incineration, alchemized by intention.
Where is your sense of adventure, of possibility? Civilization is a blip on the radar of timeless eternity. Humanity will rise and fall as all things do. Every condition existing within it will come and go. Come, and go.
So what might be a worthy use of your energy and focus during the flash of your arc of a few decades here? Do you endeavor to blow the doors off your life, throw open the windows of the heart? Or do you turn away, forgetting that – beneath the clothing of your identity – you are the Earth, you are an expression of Eternity, you are one with the transcendent.
The challenges of working with fear, what is possible, and the ever-changing shapes of things masquerading as truth, never fail to astound, astonish. Work on it now, because later you will be tired and clarity will not burn so bright.