It sounds self-centered, egotistical and arrogant to say or believe you are the center of the universe, however from a certain perspective, it is true. You are the center of your universe, your world and everything that involves and revolves around it. You are the driver, the conductor, the engineer. Your ability to maneuver, steer and deftly handle the path ahead sits solely on your shoulders. It’s great to have fabulous teachers, gurus, mentors and valuable books and resources to draw expertise, however when it comes time for the major curves, obstacles, and steep crossings, well, essentially it’s up to your inner resources to drive competently. Period.
That sounds lonely ~ as if you’re totally alone, which is far from the truth, a paradox of the highest order. You’re never alone, you are always connected to Source unless you yourself have disconnected the link, or essentially the belief in your part of the whole. However, even with this universal truth of eternal coherency, you are still your own planet, solar system and universe with the complete resources to build upon your experiences, expand your creative consciousness and virtually move beyond eons of accumulated fear. It’s up to you to make life happen. No one can do it for you.
A year ago, my dad went to the hospital to have a toe removed. Several weeks later, major complications ensued and he came home with hospice, his lungs full. He was literally given days. Several nights in, he asked for his last pill. Well there was no last pill, no special bullet to take him to the promised land. My mom joined my son and I, sitting around him and she told him directly, sternly to: “Buck up. Your grandson (my other son) is joining us tomorrow. He needs to see his grampa. No more complaining. Now I’m going back to bed and I’ll see you in the morning.” In the morning he was better. A week later his lungs were clear. He was the “hospice miracle poster child” of what can happen if you put your mind on it. He went into his personal orbit, turned the physical switches and the mental dials and willed himself through powerful positive thinking to live. He’s still with us a year later. A true blessing and gift, a shining example of phenomenal results of sheer determination married to iron-fisted focus. My parents celebrate sixty years of marriage November 6th.
This is the perfect image of being your own captain. You can steer through the turbulence, even defying deaths’ beckoning gaze through the power of the mind, the point of convergence where focus and razor sharp intention meld. There is nothing we cannot accomplish. When we captain our ship, race through life’s track, we are definitely in our own private universe.
Remember how you want the planets to align, where you desire your orbit, the stars to sparkle.
Cosmic sunshine to you.