The Weight of the World

Have you ever felt like the entire weight of the world was resting squarely, emotionally and unwaveringly upon your frail and tired shoulders? It can be easy to let yourself feel this way in this consumer driven, debt laden culture that we live in. Bills to pay, children to raise, cars to maintain, relationships to deal with, ego to battle, and jobs to succeed in so that all these things can continue to get handled the best that we possibly can.

It's been a very long time since I've felt this way myself. But this very morning I had a few moments where I felt as though I was standing at the base of a very tall cliff that I was being forced to climb. I could not see any hand holds for my climb to even begin, let alone progress beyond the point I was at. And to top it off, I not only had that weight on my shoulders but I also felt wolves nipping at my heals. Well ... at least that's the description of the emotional state I was experiencing. The reality is, as is always the case, much less dramatic.

I believe that in a weaker state, I might have let the world crush me in those moments this morning. Grind me into itty bitty little pieces and spit me out on the sidewalk where everything could then walk all over me. Thankfully, the Universe has provided me with prior guidance leading up to this that in those very moments was already reminding me that the weight was but a figment of my active and at that moment, over reactive imagination. Not only that but the Universe seems to always provide me with exactly what I need in the moments that I am in need. For example, Bob Marley sings right now as I write this:

So much trouble in the world now Bless my eyes this morning JAH sun is on the rise once again The way earthly things are going Anything can happen

I am not certain that he meant those words in his own context the way that I am utilizing them now but that matters naught. In this moment, I am reminded by Bob that anything can happen and that the Sun is on the rise once again. This is true every day even though there is so much trouble in this world. Trouble in every moment if we forget that JAH Sun is on the rise once again.

This weight of the world that I had just this morning resting upon my shoulders is not defined by the circumstances that I perceive to be causing the placement of said weight but by the way in which I define and view those circumstances.

I must be hard headed. I must be stubborn. I must be an idiot. For the life of me, no matter how much I write and philosophize, no matter how many times Bob sings to me, I can't seem to find the comfort that I know a confident faith can bring to me. I just keep stumbling down my Path trying to find more Tools to help me get further down my Path when I know in my heart that all I need is that faith.

When will I learn? What must I do? When will that faith find it's security, its home in that place just to the right of my heart where my soul resides?

And to top it all off, Bob sings in the background:

Why do you look so sad and forsaken? Don't you know, when one door is closed, many more is opened?