Stressed out? Freaked out? Bummed out? There’s a sameness to it. 

No need to be down and out.

Choose an alternate route. 

Take the other fork in the road, because it goes where you really want to be.

The exit appears every time that we, in our disappointment with things, sigh, and have a choice to make again: Continue on in the ditch, with everyone else honking at you from behind as you push and strain your carcass of a car, while honking at everyone too, or be open to a different possibility.

Stressful today again. But wait, there’s that alternate road again. Maybe I could take it, even though I don’t where it may go.

It goes somewhere you’ve always belonged.

A whole other choice/experience is available as we travel, and it has completely different scenery, but more real, more beautiful. 

We made a funny mistake on the way to our life: we thought that what we saw and thought and made up stories about was the way to town. 

But it wasn’t.  

So now we’ve got a bunch of fake garbage floating around in our head. 

The good news is that all we have to do to clean up our mind’s toxic waste dump is let it go, and consider that there may be a better way of considering.

The fog of mistaken bad dreams will evaporate after a while if we stop our continuous caravan of garbage that we keep pouring into our mind.

How can we turn off the torrents of sludge though, when these games are what we think we need to play? Is there another game in town, one that we’ve brushed off and not ever considered as a way to play?

Spoiler alert:

Our minds are perfect, powerful, eternal, available, loving, reflective, creative. 

Our minds are that way because we are that. 

We are made like that, a reflection of pure creative goodness.

So anything real that we want to experience we can.

The minute we even want new, peaceful, instead of what we always thought we were supposed to have wanted, we make space for the beauty around us and beauty inherent in us, to be seen.

It’s been always ready and available the moment we choose it. The moment we decide to have a better yet unfamiliar, new, different than before way of experiencing, our mind opens and experiences our familiar surroundings in ways that feel more peaceful, loving.

And love is real. Peace is real. All this time, all around, peace and love, available for us to see, within the same neighbors, within our same family, within the same world. The sublime is right there, and here, right now. There to simply choose, and it opens to your view.

See the beauty being given you to see, that you chose to want.

But what’s with all the non-love we seem to be up to our neck in?

Just a bogus deal we bought into a long time ago– we all went in on it and we’re all still trying to make it exciting, workable, but it just ain’t.

This titanic drama ploy can be let go of, and it disappears without even a crash. It was only a thought.

The pretending that we were happy is just not the happiness that we somehow know we are part of.

If we just stop for a second, and if we’re honest, we can admit that things aren’t so great in the way we’ve hoped they would be.

Naturally, something beautiful in us still wants to be, and to be with other beauty.

So what’s the answer?

For sure our old way of thinking ain’t it. 

And there’s a part of us that wants us to take a better route . 

If we really want to, we could select an experience of peace, love, joy. 

Seriously, it’s what the other fork on the road shows us us if we want. These new ways of seeing what was always there will arrive in ways that are beautiful, profound, formerly unnoticed, but now caught onto, appreciated, and all around, surprising, delighting us with their reality.

Try it sometime. Just want to see.

We don’t have to know beforehand what’s there, but just allow that there might be more to see, and to just want to see what might be there. To want to see it enough that we choose to stay open instead of locking onto so many targets for attack and conquest.

The new scenery opens by beginning to understand that there is a choice in seeing what things are for, and that we each can choose to have a love, peace experience just by quietly asking ourselves for it.

It would become a habit gradually. And the toxic state our mind lives in will clear up.

Ahhh! Now we can breathe. We owe it to ourselves, and each other.