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"Anyway – next time you see an abandon cart in the middle of the aisle while you are shopping – it’s not abandon because people walked out or like some yahoo’s believe, got abducted. They simple poof – teleported to another somewhere."
"Roger sat on a chair near his tent and jots his current thoughts down in a fancy spiral journal that is in his lap. The front of the journal was lightly tanned, with a glued on picture of the globe (North and South America) as the centerpiece. Inside the journal, there are cardboard dividers within every 18-pages. On the cardboard dividers are various quotes in Spanish. The bonfire blazed light for him to see."
"Everyone on earth has a treasure that awaits him. We, people’s hearts, seldom say much about those treasures, because people no longer want to go in search of them. We speak of them only to children. Later, we simply let life proceed, in its own direction, toward its own fate. But, unfortunately, very few follow the path laid out for them - the path to their Personal Legends, and to happiness. Most people see the world as a threatening place, and,because they do, the world turns out, indeed, to be a threatening place. So, we, their hearts, speak more and more softly. We never stop speaking out, but we begin to hope that our words won’t be heard: we don’t want people to suffer because they don’t follow their hearts."
"It was the pure Language of the World. It required no explanation, just as the universe needs none as it travels through endless time. What the boy felt at that moment was that he was in the presence of the only woman in his life, and that, with no need for words, she recognized the same thing. He was more certain of it than of anything in the world. He had been told by his parents and grandparents that he must fall in love and really know a person before becoming committed. But maybe people who felt that way had never learned the universal language. Because, when you know that language, it’s easy to understand that someone in the world awaits you, whether it’s in the middle of the desert or in some great city. And when two such people encounter each other, and their eyes meet, the past and the future become unimportant. There is only that moment, and the incredible certainty that everything under the sun has been written by one hand only. It is the hand that evokes love, and creates a twin soul for every person in the world. Without such love, one’s dreams would have no meaning."
Whenever we do something that fills us with enthusiasm, we are following our legend. However, we don’t all have the courage to confront our own dream.
There are four obstacles. First: we are told from childhood onward that everything we want to do is impossible. We grow up with this idea, and as the years accumulate, so too do the layers of prejudice, fear, and guilt. There comes a time when our personal calling is so deeply buried in our soul as to be invisible. But its still there.
If we have the courage to disinter dream, we are then faced by the second obstacle: love. We know what we want to do, but are afraid of hurting those around us by abandoning everything in order to pursue our dream. We do not realize that love is just a further impetus, not something that will prevent us going forward. We do not realize that those who genuinely wish us well want us to be happy are prepared to accompany us on that journey.
Once we have accepted that love is a stimulus, we come up against the third obstacle: fear of the defeats we will meet on the path. We who fight for our dream suffer far more when it doesn’t work out, because we cannot fall back on the old excuse: “Oh, well, I didn’t really want it anyway.” We do want it and know that we have staked everything on it and that the path of the personal calling is no easier than any other path, except that our whole heart is in this journey. Then, we warriors of light must be prepared to have patience in difficult times and to know that the Universe is conspiring in our favor, even though we may not understand how.
I ask myself: are defeats necessary?
Well, necessary or not, they happen. When we first begin fighting for our dream, we have no experience and make many mistakes. The secret of life, though, is to fall seven times and to get up eight times.
So, why is it so important to live our personal calling if we are only going to suffer more than other people?
Because, once we have overcome defeats - and we always do- we are filled by a greater sense of euphoria and confidence. In the silence of our hearts, we know that we are proving ourselves worthy of the miracle of life. We start to live with enthusiasm and pleasure. Intense, unexpected suffering passes more quickly than suffering that is apparently bearable; the latter goes on for years and, without our noticing, eats away at our soul, until., one day, we are no longer able to free ourselves from the bitterness and it stays with us for the rest of our lives.
Having disinterred our dream, having used the power of love to nurture it and spent many years living with the scars, we suddenly notice that what we always wanted is there, waiting for us, perhaps the next day Then comes the fourth obstacle: the fear of realizing the dream for which we fought for all our lives.
Oscar Wilde said: “Each man kills the thing he loves.”
And it’s true. The mere possibility of getting what we want fills the soul of the ordinary person with guilt. We love around at all those who have failed to get what they want and feel that we do not deserve to get what we want either. We forget about all the obstacles we overcame, all the suffering we endured, all the things we had to give up in order to get this far. I have known a lot of people who, when their personal calling was within their grasp, went on to commit a series of stupid mistakes and never rearched their goal - when it was only a step away.
Karii Lynn and I tied the knot last night. It was a very magical wedding. Both our faces couldn’t stop smiling! Everyone kept commenting how happy we looked together. For the record, that’s how we look all the time. We are both goofballs!
We all walked around for a bit, passing vendor tents. Tye-dyes (shirts/hoodies/purses/etc-etc), cool lookin’ ‘LIVIN’ THE DREAM’ and knock off ‘WASTIN’ AWAY’ signs, MADE IN DETROIT shirts for the good suburb folks that take pride that they live near Detroit without living in Detroit. A few Dime-a-Dozen team members were present behind a table with a DOZENS OF QUALITY STANDARDS FOR DIME-LIKE PRICES banner. Sam’s Club had a spot with their cult-card renewal fliers. Metro Times and Buena Heights News had their own tents with subscription information. There were also a couple of radio station tables set up. WSCX. 89X. And the old fart station, WOMC. I was disappointed that WRIF didn’t show up.
Center of the event area, TicketLord.com had their fancy information table for upcoming events, fees included.
As I was walking around, I started to realize the joy of simplicity. I remember going to Buenafest as a kid. It was nothing like what I was seeing. It had turned from a fun, two-day event during a mid-summer weekend, showcasing local arts and crafts, to the very essence of cooperate America. I guess present Buenafest was bought and paid for with every copyright/reserved sponsor that wanted a piece of the pie.
Oh well. We were lucky enough to be on the bill (even if it was a miraculous last minute offering). No sense bitching about it.