Carolina Lakes HDR 18 — Lake Crandall, Anne Springs Close Greenway, Field Trials Access, Fort Mill, SC, October 31, 2013
Too many of us have to get to the end of our rope before we can change our mind about what is important. Some of us are too prideful even then to admit we were wrong, and resolutely pursue our course, clutching tightly our convictions all the way to suicide, or a total psychological disintegration.
Once our mind is made up and we are sure we are right about the way we see things, we gorge on what is killing us until we are quite dead on every level.
It should be easier to change our mind.
Expectation, assumption, presumption and inference—arrogance, hubris and hard-headedness—need to be recognized early on, confessed, repented and expelled, so that we might step fully into what remains of our life in the time left for living.
The key that turns the lock that opens the door for all of this is honest conversation.
Where do you go for honest conversation?
My bet is that you have to talk in cliches, banality and inanity with all the people you know.
You repeat entire conversations about safe subjects, and you never say anything new, anything different, anything honest, straight from the heart, about the things that are dying to be said.
Honest conversation is avoided at all cost everywhere.
It would lead us into unexplored territory. Ask hard things of us. Change our life. We can’t have that.
Comfort and security require things to remain exactly as they are forever. Never mind that it’s killing us.
Victims cling to their abuser, even if their abuser is themselves.
The way out of hell winds straight through the heart of hell.
We have to change our mind about what is important. And that is hell. And, it is the path to heaven, to life like we have never lived it, abundant, resplendent, pouring over, spilling out—ours to have in the time left for living for the small, but recurring, price of honest conversation.