I often imagine myself going on a spiritual journey. Someplace that resembles Southern Mexico, with Aztec ruins and brushland, warm air blowing in the wind, and nothing but my levi’s and a prayer to protect me. Well, as great as that may seem, it is far from practical. I can’t get away as often as I’d like to embark on these pseudo-spiritual endeavors, which seem more like excuses to runaway than anything else. No, for now, I will have to settle for sunny, pleasant Silicon Valley. Not exactly what I’d consider the bastion of enlightenment and transcendental experience. It’s just the area I happen to live in. Oh well. Big whoop. So what’s so frickin’ spiritual about that? It doesn’t have a giant buddha, or an ancient temple, or even one single acropolis (well, maybe there’s one in Saratoga somewhere)… All I see are Chipotle’s and the Egyptian Museum… Hmm…
It is at this point that I begin to see the flaw in my own self-defeating logic. I am trying to find something that is in front of me, and all around me. Talk about not seeing the forest for the trees! I am beginning to see that this spiritual adventure I am seeking is actually playing out right before my eyes. All the challenges and growing/learning experiences are chances to change my existence. I can transform if I allow myself to transform. From this point on, I will make more of an effort to see the opportunities for growth right in front of me, and focus less on how old the surrounding buildings are. Don’t get me wrong, I love a good old edifice. But I can build my own metaphorical ruins, by transformative action. Hollowing out a place for my spirit to grow and expand. It can happen. It will happen. It IS happening. Right now.
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