
I recently watched the documentary, I Am. If you haven't seen it, I highly suggest you do so. This documentary answered virtually all of the questions that I have been asking myself over the last year.
Since moving to Pasadena I have been on my own spiritual odyssey, trying to make sense of a world that makes no sense to me and trying to find where it is I belong. Over the last year I continually feel as though I am so close to being right where I should be, but I'm just missing a couple pieces of the puzzle. Usually just as I am beginning to feel like I am on the verge of being centered and in a positive place, I slide back to my old habits. I struggle with materialism and my ego. It is hard to understand how I can have such a large ego, and such minimal self-esteem. Maybe minimal is the wrong word...average. I think I have average self-esteem. But this seems to be a paradox, considering I have average self-esteem and yet I judge people so quickly I rarely realize I'm doing it. I judge people based on what I believe success to be...and yet I do not live my life by my own standards of success. I suppose when you feel like you are not achieving success, it feels better to judge all of the others that are unable to achieve the same success. You know what they say, misery loves company. My own judgmental tendencies is what is holding me back from finally being centered and right where I belong. I Am....holding myself back from happiness. I Am....the problem. Feels good getting that off my chest and admitting it.
The problem we have here in the US is that we lack compassion and we've become disconnected. I am disconnected. I look away when I'm at the grocery store and someone looks at me. I try to become invisible. I am polite, but I am not connected with those around me. We all do this. Brett and I were recently with a group of hikers carpooling together to Rustic Canyon. About 10 minutes into the drive I looked up and realized that everyone in the car was talking to each other and Brett and I were sitting in the far back seats, making no attempt to talk to anyone. We were staring down at our cellphones completely disconnected. When I realized what we were doing I immediately put my phone down and tried to engage with my fellow carpoolers. How often does this happen to you? How often do we do this without even realizing it? I am so disconnected I find that I have very little compassion for others. I am sad and disappointed by humans...and this sadness and disappointment allows me to become even more disconnected.
I Am has shown me that I need a change. I need to be The Change. If I find myself distraught with the lack of compassion and love in the world...then I need to create that love and compassion. If I want to find happiness for myself I need to give to others what I want back. I'm not saying I will be perfect or that I will always be the definition of love, but I will try. I Am going to make a change.



