Month: August 2016

Looking At My Healing Journey As A Two-Legged Race

I truly believe everyone’s on their own healing journey in life to find themselves and grow spiritually and how fast each moves along that journey is always different. Some may focus all their efforts on this process day in and day out, while others may work at much slower paces, often taking detours along the way. These days I’m definitely one of those who falls under the former, but for most of my life prior I was more of the latter. Regardless, I’ve come to reflect on my healing journey as that of a two-legged race.

While I can make each of my steps forward as fast as I want, that doesn’t always mean the Universe is going to move forward in response as quick as I did. So what that translates into of course is having to wait on the Universe to take that next step. In other words, it requires me to have plenty of patience and perseverance. Initially that might not seem so difficult when that waiting period is only a day, a week, a few weeks, a few months, or at best, a year or so. But when that waiting period translates into years, it can lead to great frustration, as it has for me. This in turn has regularly caused me to be at odds with others who aren’t waiting on the Universe and instead are avoiding the next step on their own healing journey.

I see people all the time who complain about their lives and the state of their being and then watch as they repeatedly do things that tear themselves apart, that are unhealthy for their minds and bodies, that are strictly ego-based and grounded in nothing but self-will. So much of their pain and suffering is only because of their own actions. Thus as I sit in that period of patience and perseverance, waiting on the Universe, I grow irritated with those who are able to make a step forward in life but don’t.

I know it’s wrong to judge another on this or to attempt to help move them along a little faster because there were plenty of times in my life where I too had plenty of steps I could take forward, but never did. I was just too afraid, so I instead constantly took those detours. But eventually I always found my way back to the path I was always meant to be on, except that never came because of another judging or controlling me, it came when I was ready.

That’s why I’m inclined to believe that the Universe knows precisely when to take the next step forward with me on this two-legged race, as maybe the Universe knows somehow I’m not ready, even though I think I am. And it’s also why I know I must not judge or attempt to interfere with anyone else’s healing journey either, because after all, I really don’t know whether they’re ready for that next step forward or not.

So as I continue to practice patience and perseverance with this two-legged race I’m on with my healing journey, I’m going to keep doing my best to trust that everything is unfolding in the time it’s meant to, not just in my life, but in everyone else’s as well.

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Peace, love, light, and joy,

Andrew Arthur Dawson

Why Are Most People Not Excited About The Olympics Anymore?

I didn’t watch much of the 2016 Summer Olympics this year. And to be honest, I haven’t watched much of any of the Olympics, winter or summer, since I was in high school. Life has sure changed since back then, as when I was growing up, sitting around the television and rooting on our home country in every single event, even with the ones I wasn’t interested in like synchronized swimming, was just the thing to do and we all were so excited about them. It was also the thing we all talked about in many of our conversations with each other. But now it seems like people aren’t excited about the Olympics anymore. So why is this?

Is it because each of the games always seem to be shadowed by all the doping accusations and scandals these days?

Or is it because there are countless other channels to watch on television now?

Or is it because there’s always talk about corruption in the cities where the games are held?

Or is it because many have lost faith in our country due to how it’s been run?

Or is it because so many are far more wrapped up in video games or social media than anything else nowadays?

Or is it a combination of all of the above or something else altogether?

I don’t truly now the answer to this but what I do know is that I honestly miss the good old days when I aspired to be like Mark Spitz who won a ton of gold medals in swimming a long time ago. I also miss playing basketball with a bunch of kids in my driveway, where each of us pretended to be someone from The Dream Team. And I miss goofing off in front of others with my silly attempts at doing gymnastics and laughing at how I’ll never be the next Mary Lou Retton.

But these days, you don’t hear most people talking about specific competitors in the Olympics and I would venture to say that if you mentioned one of the prominent athletes from any of the events to a random set of individuals in our country, there’s a good chance most wouldn’t even know who you were talking about. Sure they would probably know the names of Michael Phelps or Usain Bolt, but that’s only because they’re constantly plastered all over the news due to the massive number of gold medals they each have accumulated over the years.

Unfortunately for the most part these days, the Olympics come and go and people seem to be far less interested in them or any of the athletes who compete there as compared to decades past. This makes me sad, maybe for nostalgia reasons. Or maybe it’s because our country often feels like it’s going in the opposite direction. One where everyone is pulling more into themselves and withdrawing from the comradery we all used to seem to have together, especially during times when the Olympics were on.

Nevertheless, I still hope for the day to return where this trend will reverse and things like the Olympics will be a time to get excited again. One where having pride in our country means something and one where we all seem to unite together during those few weeks while they’re going on. Until then, I think I’m going to just live with my nostalgia by remembering the good old days where I’d shoot a 3 pointer in my driveway while imagining I was Larry Bird playing in the Olympics…

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Peace, love, light, and joy,

Andrew Arthur Dawson