It's as Exciting as We want It to Be

What happens when we get attached to things? When we get attached to our peculiar state of mind, our given mood, our feelings or things, ideas and possessions... But even worse is it when we get attached to how we want/think/wish the other person should (could would) behave and be. We somehow expect the person (and our surroundings) to be in a certain way, always, period. No surprises, no confusion, no fear.

Maybe we met our shiny sweetheart in a bar and the swinging surroundings where covered in the embrace of soft tunes (or Oldies Goldie's), everybody all dressed up in sexy and encouraging outfits, cowboy boots and clean jeans, red lipstick, hair gel, and of course a clean shave and the perfect smile go with the rest. A beer in one hand, maybe a cigarette or a spinning hair lock in the other, looking at pretty girls or strong handsome shoulders and letting the entire breeze of the night life caress our mind and bodies.  

That's how we meet, -in that specific state of mind. Now what happens later? The couple is in love, the sex is great, the discovery of each other is even greater and the wave of brain chemicals makes them constantly high on love (with the unavoidable silly grin stuck on the face). What happens when the every day routine comes knocking on the door? The bad hair days, the monthly grumpiness with the corresponding hormonal roller coaster trips, the missing arm pit shave, smelly socks (with holes), demanding colleagues at work, paper bills to be paid, weekly soccer/beer game with the dudes, kids to fetch at school, where are we!?

What happened to the sweet "bar ambiance", this special dreamlike easy going impulsive and fun state of being we had when we met the first time? The excitement of something "NEW". We want it back! "It was so good, then".... "I wish we could turn back time, rewind the tape, have fun, enjoy and discover again".

Attachments.... Living in the past.... And suddenly the present becomes tough.  

Attachment to our Ego, attachment to our thoughts, to how we think the world is, our personal point of view, our mental screen showing us the latest movie of THE perfect world.

"She is use to be like that (so that's how I want her to be now -or maybe I really would like her to be different, but of course she isn't....)" or "I feel safe in this routine". What are we attached to? To something that seems to be stable (even when it creates boredom or pain)?

Stableness is a pretty big illusion....... Sticks in the wheels, volcanic rocks carried around in our shoes, a narrow space dragging us down and WHO does all this? Who is responsible? We are... Us. Nobody else. We are the one who gets attached to the outcome, get attached to the past and what seems like just has been.

Of course we learn from our past, our experiences, our climbs and falls but that's exactly what and where we should be; in the learning. Constantly, never ending, eternal journey of new experiences, an always complete recreation of our thoughts and emotions in every given moment and possible breath. We recreate ourselves (or we get recreated?). That's our flow, that's life. Maybe we should stop thinking and just let it go and start to enjoy the ride?......  

Let's live.