Ideas that do not belong to us only

The other day, a book arrived and with it came a feeling I know rather well.

I found out that I had pre-ordered this particular book, which is very unlike me. But it was a great surprise to receive it. Almost like receiving a letter in the olden days.

I started reading it, and it happened.
A feeling came, one that arises inside me again and again.

And if I am supposed to describe it, it is as if frustration and illumination are mixed together.

Here it comes:

One) Frustration, because I see my sentences, ideas, projects, actions being executed by another human. Sadness in taking second, third, or later place.
Two) Illumination, because I see that my thoughts have not been nonsense. Some other being got it as well and took the decision to execute. Proud of being among others.

But, it wasn’t me.
And that is a hard bite to swallow.

This book — a very great one — was pretty close to what I would have written one day, but didn’t. I have other books in the drawer, with other highlights.

Weird feeling.

So it comes to me that something you think is “yours” is perhaps not yours at all, but rather an idea or a thought that runs around, and you happen to see it or feel it.

You might do something with it, if you are up to it - and if not, someone else executes upon it.

This rambling blog here today, is not to emphasize the underdog feeling of the “not me” kind of thing, but rather to strengthen the mindfulness around us all being in the one and only pool of ideas, you know -> source, connected to whatever you want to call it.

Ideas move where there is space for them.

They are not always there to belong to us only, but perhaps to ask whether we are ready to receive them, grounded enough to trust them AND brave enough to give them life.

And maybe this is why returning inward matters so much. Like get connected enough to notice the ones that resonate truly.

Because only from a calm and embodied connection, with ourselves, with Earth, and with the deeper source beneath the daily noise, ....we begin to sense more clearly what is truly ours to do.

With that clarity, we do have a sense of what we are here to serve in life.

BGlobal in heart & mind, and be kind ;)
Berglind.