Since as far back as I can remember, my birthdays have always been a time of introspection, of reflection on the previous year, of my life thus far. For a long time, they were some of the worst days, because I felt so badly about myself. I thought I was shy and awkward, lazy, not good at things, a coward. I thought nobody loved me or ever would, and probably for good reason, and I thought I was doing nothing useful with my life.
The first birthday I remember not being like that was my first year at the Maharishi School, in 11th grade. I got a card signed by many of the girls in the class, with nice messages to me. I'm not sure they knew how meaningful that was to me. It was a totally new idea to me, that girls might actually think I was a cool and interesting person. That they might like me. For some reason, my self image was particularly tied in with what girls thought of me. I think this was because for so many years I had been so unsuccessful with girls. I literally could not get more than a terse sentence or two out to the girls I had a crush on. I was so awkward and uncomfortable and frightened that my mind would shut down, as though someone were pointing a gun at me. As though I was an antelope being chased by a hungry lion, and all I could think about were the terrible things that would go wrong when I said the wrong thing. There was no hope of a simple, natural, easygoing conversation. I think talked more with my 1-8th grade crush during the graduation party (when I finally didn't have to worry about being rejected because I wasn't going to see them again, perhaps ever.) that I had during the entire rest of my 1-8th grade career.
Anyways, that birthday was actually mostly happy. And I began to accept that maybe I wasn't worthless.
Up to then I was generally unhappy, extremely self-critical, and an inveterate procrastinator. I had no idea what I wanted to do as a job, or with my life in general. I was interested in spirituality, but it was very inflexible, dogmatic, and judgmental. I was both obsessed with and terrified by the thought of a romantic relationship, and didn't know the first step to start one.
It took a long time. How long was it? I was.. 16? 17? and now I'm 31. Fifteen years, about. But things have changed. Things have changed so much. I'm comfortable around women, even if I'm attracted to them, and I can be relaxed enough for them to actually get to know me. I no longer hate myself or talk to myself hyper-critically or cruelly. I have a clear focus for my career that feels really good and I'm actually working in a job that's directly preparing me for the teaching I want to do, that's already letting me do it, and I feel confident in my ability to achieve my professional dreams and goals.
That could be a whole post in itself: the change from working towards my goals with a quiet, defeated stubbornness, that basically said, "I have no idea if I will ever make any progress towards these goals, I don't see how I'll ever achieve them, but there's nothing else for me to do, and I definitely won't achieve them if I don't try, so I'll keep slogging away at them half-heatedly until I die. (When I'm not doing netflix binge marathons to try and distract myself from how bad I'm feeling.)"
To now, working towards my goals with quiet confidence that says, "I seem to be able to achieve just about anything I set my mind to and persist in, so I'm really excited about this goal I'm working on, because it's so big and important, but I really think I'll be able to do it. I just have to keep working at it. I feel so much gratitude to God, to the Great Mystery, who's transformed me and helped me grow into this, who's made this all possible."
I've seen pictures where holy substances have come out. I've been a part of a miracle where I had a super unlikely meeting with a woman who fits me so well it continues to astound and humble me to this day. I've had dreams where I got to talk to the form of God that I worship.
To anyone who's interested, this is not proprietary. There's no secret. I'm not anything special. As far as I can tell, (I'm still figuring this out, I could be a bit off.) this kind of miraculousness in your life is available to anyone and everyone who does a few simple things:
1) focus every last drop of determination and energy you can muster on doing what is good, loving, and truthful. Listen to, check in with, and follow your conscience scrupulously As near to all day every day as you can. (it will be far from perfect, but it will slowly improve (and temporarily devolve, sometimes))
2) Keep God, Divinity, Higher Power, in mind, in heart, as close to always as you can. Talk with him/her, hold their hand, ask them questions, dedicate your action to them. Make divinity the center of your life. (same non-perfection caveat as above)
3) Whatever sadhana (spiritual practice) you determine is the best for you, do it with persistence and consistency. I don't care if it's meditation or seva, whatever it is, do it as best you can, and keep working on it with dedication and focus. Refining the process as needed.
4) Spend time with the most spiritually wise and big hearted people you can.
And I can condense that even more, if necessary:
1) Listen, with uncompromising honesty, to the voice within, your conscience, and commit yourself with all your heart and energy, to following it's dictates.
2) When you're at the end of your rope, when what you have isn't enough, when you can't figure out the next step, pray. Pray from the bottom of your heart, without artifice, without restraint, like a little child crying up to it's mother.
It's not complex. It's not easy. But it is doable. Maybe it will take 15 years like it did with me, but hey, better than never. And honestly, much of that time was just trying different things, searching, experimenting, discarding what didn't work, refining what did. Finding new things that worked even better. Or coming to understand old things in a whole new light.
In any case, I want to end with what is important: I came this far because of so many great people, supporting me, teaching me, pushing me onwards, granting me their wisdom, their strength, their sight. I came this far because of the grace of God. My ego could never have done this. I can't give it any credit. So I just want to say thank you, to my friends, my family, my teachers. All the people in my life, on my path, who have helped me find the next step, and the next. And of course that divine essence which is the source and substance of it all.
And as always, my good friend, death. Life is precious. Some of my closest friends have died, or suffered life threatening disease. Young adults, not even in middle age. Never take a day, a moment for granted. You never know when death will call, and he will not take a message and get back to you later. The thing to fear is not death, but never having lived.
I like this because it's not high-falutin philosophy. It is simple, unavoidable truth. Reality. You will die. You don't know when. Therefor it follows that the only sensible thing to do is to live each moment, to the best of your ability, so that you will not lie on your deathbed with regret.
No amount of reminders about this is too much, unless they become automatically ignored due to quantity. Live well. Live with love, not hatred or jealousy or envy. Don't sweat the small stuff. Don't hold onto the dark stuff. Fill your life with light, kindness (to yourself as well as others), and goodness.
In Truth, Love, and Laughter
-Isaac