Cut the string

Have you ever sat still with your eyes closed and visualized the ultimate you? Do you know what I mean? Creating your ideal self into the final boss in your life. You 2.0 or maybe 3.0, it’s your creation to be whatever you like.

It’s your world hombre

The best of you may be a better dresser

A better athlete

A better career or financially stable or free

Maybe your ideal you is just you being free from something you can’t do without. Or someone

Maybe you’re already there but you feel the need to yearn for something new each time you level up. Maybe that’s the ideal you? The person who no longer yearns.

We all are reaching for something just out of touch. Maybe not all the time but we all have that dangling carrot in our peripheral. For some it’s bigger than it is for others.

In short, we want to be that person that can reach the carrot.

Me? I’m a little on the opposite side. I’ve been trying to cut the carrot out of my sight. I’m not ignoring the existence of this dangling root veggie 🥕 I know it’s there it’s been blocking a clear horizon my entire adult life. Like a spec on the lens of your eyeglasses.

Weird metaphor using the carrot. The whole purpose of the dangling veg is to keep you moving forward without ever tasting the reward right in front of you. Like an ass with blinders on, we focus on that carrot on step in front of the other.

For years I thought my ultimate self was the one who would catch that carrot.

I was trying to speed up the ass to catch the elusive carrot.

But

The carrot cannot be caught.

Its like trying to touch the horizon

Hugging the wind

Peeing while sneezing

It’s symbolism of chase. It’s not fleeing from you. It stays just close enough to taunt. Poke you when you aren’t looking. Itching the small of your back.

Respectfully

Fuck

That

Carrot

Respectfully of course. I needed to follow that carrot to realize that I was the one who put it there in the first place.

“Hey slick, why did you put that little dangler of a veggie on a string and hang it just out of reach?”

“I needed a compass of direction for my future”

“Where do you want to go?”

“Wherever the carrot directs me”

“All the carrot is doing is blocking your view”

It took me 50 years to clip that string.

*carrot falls to the ground

*horizon comes into focus

And I just sat still as tears filled my eyes

That’s when I saw my ultimate self.

The person I want to be.

The person I’m meant to be.

He’s not dressed in gold. He’s not 2% body fat, living in a mansion, 100,000 media followers or any of that impressed upon collectives

He’s smiling

He’s filled with enlightened discernment

Coherence

He moves slower with deliberation

Less distortion

Inner peace

His carrot is a sunrise. Not because it’s out of reach. He’s not reaching anymore, just witnessing.

In the present. Clarity

When I saw that person for the first time that’s when my reckoning ended and a new life began.

Several years of quiet assimilation to reach that point. It’s not a snap of the fingers it’s a devotion of time and humility.

That person has existed my entire life. I had to cut the carrot down to find him.

Now he’s waving at me.

Gotta go say hi.

Peace


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