It All Comes Down To Energy
It’s 4:30 am and Carla sleeps. She’s not been feeling great. But she is asleep now and I finally have time to put these thoughts down. It’s been a while since I realized that it all comes down to energy. In life, in the universe.
Let me start from the beginning. I always thought that kids know it all.
Their honesty is refreshing and their sense of direction is usually spot on. What do we do to kids though? We break them. Under the false pretenses of education, we break our kids to be … polite when they refuse, to think within certain boundaries because who wants to be an outsider, to dress … appropriately — like that is a thing; somebody call Lady Gaga and tell her this.
Kids adapt easily, kids create, kids put big chunks of energy into the universe. Because this is what they are, this is the only thing they have — sheer energy.
I was once a child. I had plans.
But then society happened. And I stopped. Not all at once, but little by little, I began to turn into stone. It’s all of our fates to turn into stone. It’s not for nothing that worst situations in our lives have something to do with being stuck. Most of the times it’s fear that paralyzes us, but what is fear if not accepting that we can’t move our heavy stone selves?
So, you see, it does come down to energy. Having or not having it changes the world.
Think about it. What do a successful brand, a depressed person or a Klimt’s kiss have in common? Energy! It takes an effort to create a successful brand or to dust yourself off and give life another go or to paint bliss. The list could go on and on.
This is amazing really.
I know others have thought this before, I know I haven’t discovered anything new. But I might have internalized it differently. You see, part of growing up is realizing that the serenity prayer had some truth to it. It says something like this: “God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference.” Not the god part, dude! The part where I have the grace to accept the things I can’t change and the courage to change the things I can.
At my 35 years old, I have to say: It goes a long way to realize I can’t change certain things and just let them be.
Until a few years ago, this was a completely foreign concept to me. Now I know that when I feel like something needs to much energy, it’s probably wise not to try and change it in the first place.
Don’t get me wrong, not having the energy it’s not a blank card for submission. It shouldn’t be. This is where the precious pieces of the child within kick in. You see, another secret to a happy life is to keep that dude happy and dance like nobody’s watching or stick my tongue out at authority figures.