The ability to dream without limit and revel in desire is something we often lose on our way to adulthood. We know that ‘it’s not practical’ or we develop self-worth issues that make it unlikely we’d ‘be so lucky.’
We learn that that desiring is wrong when so many people have less than us, as if my desire will somehow take away from your reality. We hear ‘don’t be greedy’ and ‘who do you think you are?’ We pick up our parents’ stress over their inability to give us all we desire, and learn that desire makes mommy and daddy sad.
We learn that that desiring is wrong when so many people have less than us, as if my desire will somehow take away from your reality. We hear ‘don’t be greedy’ and ‘who do you think you are?’ We pick up our parents’ stress over their inability to give us all we desire, and learn that desire makes mommy and daddy sad.
But desire guides us and motivates us. What if you could have anything, but only if you really desire it? You have to be able to see it, feel it, taste it. You have to be able to imagine your life with it. What would you look like, how would your day go, who would you talk to, where would you live?
Desires give us the chance to dream. To visualize life as it could be. They tell us about who we are, how we wish to live, and who we want in our lives.
Desire gives us a chance to test drive the things we think we want. I had thought I wanted a big house in the country. But when I test-desired it, I realised I like living in the city. I like casual chats with neighbors and enjoy walking places. I even like mowing my own lawn and cleaning my own house (yes, really); living in a smaller house on a smaller lot allows me to do that and still have a life.
When still in the state of desiring a larger house, I spoke with a friend whose finances had taken off. She confided that she hated her new trophy house. Sure, it was big and fancy, but she felt distant from her family, often unsure if they were even at home.
Test-desiring gave me the chance to alter my desire before–god help me–I got what I wanted. The secret is that we get what we want; the trick is making sure to focus on what you really want. Desire plays that role. It's a stage in manifestation, one that allows us to know whether we really really want something; to clarify and perfect our dreams.
The state of desire is a lovely place to live. I’m not talking about desire as a means to happiness; happiness is a way of living, not a destination. I’m already happy–what I desire won’t make me happier. I desire purely because it’s fun to do so, and life was meant to be fun.
Desire leads us to the rewards we seek. Rather than lures to be overcome, our desires, when listened to properly, guide us to our higher purposes. Desires are factory-installed, divine GPS for our souls. Desiring is not wrong–it’s one of the joys of life.
