Half Dead - Half Alive

About 9 months ago I met someone who had asked all his life for bliss and happiness. Having come to close to half a century old he had almost given up to ever finding bliss and happiness and had started to settle in to the mediocre, predictable life he had created. Suddenly he realized that he was given everything needed to live a blissful and happy life and at first tended to it like any farmer would tend to the fragile seeds he had just planted.

After a few months, however, he realized that he may not have the strength to continue taking care of his new crop. Living on bare and non-producing land had left him starving for love, bliss and happiness all his life, but suddenly having to tend to the protection of his newly planted crop seemed overwhelming. He doubted. He lost faith.

Before he returned to his old life I pointed out that the beautiful half-dead, half-alive oak tree in front of my house was here to remind him too that we can live seemingly alive on the outside, yet dying on the inside....

He chose to die, although not consciously, he nonetheless told the universe that what he had asked for, bliss and happiness, was really not the fruit he wanted to reap in this life time. Mediocrity, boredom and therefore death, however, was all he knew.

And so he returned (and with it to an early grave)...

As long as you live in this body you have a choice. And as long as you have a choice you can always choose to resurrect your Self, in spite of the previous choices you made, even if you chose death in the past.

Now go forth and choose life!