Many like to tout their “detachment” by abstaining from an activity, or loudly braying IDGAF, but that’s not detachment.  True detachment is being able to immerse fully in an activity, loving it for all it’s worth.  Then at a moment’s notice, being able to walk away.  

(And being able to fully enjoy the immersion OR the release)  😀

With our short lives we can’t solely rely on conditioning outer skills for precision.  I propose a hack:

I propose that we clarify our perception/spiritual fluidity to adapt to the unforeseen.

“Falling off the wagon,” or failing to maintain discipline, is inevitable.  But it’s IN THAT VERY INSTANCE that character is built; once I fall, do I wallow in self-pity and apathy?  Or do I find another angle/reassess/get ready for another round?  I believe the rule of thumb should be:  you get 5 minutes to beat yourself up after a mistake, then it’s back to work, figuring out how to make sure it doesn’t happen again.  (And after the victories, don’t forget to take 5 minutes to pat yourself on the back).

But most important of all:  enjoy the “falls,” the “victories…”  Hell, enjoy the crazy trip we’ve made of our lives…and let’s lift each other up, shall we?  I think with a little bit of thought, that’s revealed as the most enjoyable thing of all.  😉

Holding yourself accountable is not about feeling good; it’s about BEING good.

(But when you manage to do it, yeah, you’ll naturally feel good).  😉

At the end of my life, the verdict will be “He made it,” or  “He didn’t make it but he should have,” or “He should have tried harder.”  Boil it down and I’ll be revealed as lucky, unlucky—or worst of all—timid or lazy.

But going deeper than that reveals what’s even more important:  Calling  yourself on BS…and enjoying the hell out of whatever you do.  😉

Being able to accept opposing viewpoints calmly/with an open mind is simply the first step.  Ultimately, one must be able to OPERATE as if both are true, and switch identity/perspective accordingly.  

When I see a person who can do that, I think:  There goes one who is sublimely functional.

Brutal honesty will foster awareness.  Which is taken advantage of through daily focus and discipline.

Approach the small things with dedication to improving the core skills—attention to detail, creative mind-set, ability to see others’ point of view; much like exercise, this is exhausting and strenuous in the beginning, but after careful training, the conditioning will carry to other activities.  

A hard day for others will seem like any other for you.

When things are rough, [creativity/ingenuity/resourcefulness] will keep you afloat.  

In times of calm, it will allow you to fly.

(My model of spirituality, IMHO):  Everyone is circling a mountain trying to get to the top, but the last step is a 100 mile, unscalable sheer cliff.  The evil and addicted are circling near the bottom and can barely see the glory at the top, while the selfless and meditative will circle closer to the peak and be graced with glimpses of the light up there.  Everyone thinks their circling path will get them up the cliff but they’re wrong.  The only way to get past that cliff is a jet pack, and the reason for circling is to get super tired and to realize we were WEARING A JETPACK THE WHOLE TIME.  In non-metaphor, igniting the jets is the simple realization/submission that [the divine] loves us no matter what we do or who we are.  Once you ignite the jets, you get to the top and realize that [the divine] can only love, laugh with absolute joy, and create…so that’s what YOU end up doing .  Why did (s)he initially dream us?  To make free-willed proxies to do stuff other than love/laugh/create!  Without free will, love/laughter/creation loses its value!  But if your jets fail mid-flight then don’t worry!  You’re loved NO MATTER WHAT!!!!  

That’s the motherfucking secret, Hahahahaha!!!! 😂  So enjoy the holy (literally) fuck out of life, and remember that you’re loved!  WHOOOOOO!!!!