Playing By The Rules

Updated: Aug 23, 2021


By modern standards, I always considered myself to be winning at life.

I’d played by my own rules for such a long time, convinced that I knew it all.

I was convinced that I had all the answers and if I didn’t, I was free to just make them up as I went.

Oh, how naïve I was.

Only later did I come to realise that I hardly knew anything at all, I hardly know anything at all.

Only later did I come to understand that this world we live in, seen or unseen, has an order to it.

A cosmic structure that you and I are both subject to whether we like it or not.

I wasn’t free to make it all up as I go, that was my ego getting in the way.

I came to see that I had essentially chosen to go to war with nature and with my very own nature, and I wasn’t winning at all.

All the material possessions in the world made no difference, there was still something missing, deep within.

A misalignment of sorts