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Break On Through To The Other Side – MoreRants

The day before something is a breakthrough, it’s a crazy idea.

It’s ironic, and I can only ever see it in retrospect, but the times when I was experiencing the most pain, the height of my greatest struggles, always turns out to be the inflection point of reaching the prize.

My life is littered with examples of the hardest part being moments before the breakthrough. But why is it that?

We all have patterns that were laid down early on in our lives and they continue to guide our behaviours now, in our adult lives. It’s not about labeling them right or wrong, but it is important to label them.

My brain needs problems and combat because I had it growing up, it was how I survived and it was how I developed my strength and resilience. So now, even in adulthood, my brain thinks it needs problems in order to survive, in some cases, even creating problems out of nothing. This has resulted in a far greater focus on the future, instead of the present, and that’s not good.

So, I’ve labeled it, not good, not bad, just labeled.

I’ve reinvented how I earn a living a number of times, but it was often not a premeditated, conscious decision.

I’ve found incredible friendships and love at my lowest points, but not because I set out to achieve that.

I would find myself in a pile of rubble, with people angry and upset with me, confused at how I got there, and I was forced to reinvent myself each time. I had to create a problem to achieve the breakthrough, that’s the way I’ve been wired. What’s interesting is that each time I was rewarded with a prize, something new, something fresh, something better.

People put more attention on who they want to become because they are fearful of who they are now.

Now I focus on the fact that there is no future point, the path is the goal, step by step, each step, that’s all there is. There is just now and how I relate to now.

We chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried
Break on through to the other side
The Doors

The hardest part is always just before the prize, so please don’t stop, break on through to the other side.

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