Balance isn’t a state. It’s a skill…in some cases the extent of that skill may be considered by some to be a gift of sorts. Living the life we do requires a strong sense of balance. Consider the physical interpretation of balance walking a line. In a sobriety test you have to prove competence by walking a path, unwavering and confidently. Any leaning, stumbling, or hesitance would be telltales of DWI. The same applies to a stable life. Balance in life is the collaboration on feeling, thinking, and doing. Those three factors are the basis on which we all exist. When in harmony with one another these facets of identity provide me with the solid foundation of self, to face off anything that may rise up against me.
Obtaining balance in my life was done the same as waiting for the stars in the sky to align…I had to be STILL. I have always been able to do anything I wanted to. That was one of my blessings. Over time I found that constant motion and action in my life was sending me in circles. I was missing the two power factors that would send me in to the right gear to excel beyond my environment. I completely underestimated the power imbued within stillness. Early one crisp December morning I found myself lying awake in Maggie’s soon to be empty apartment. I was running down the list of things I had to do when a glare from her balcony door caught my attention. The sun was creeping its way into the morning sky and I caught it red handed. In that moment the sky was perfect. I looked up and then looked to my left and saw Jak and Demond, differing just as much as they are alike. They were sleeping foot to face with one another and in some obscure way they managed to cuddle like two puppies with full bellies. I looked to my right and found Maggie asleep on her slouch couch looking like she was in a dream, wishing a nigga would, as she states.
At that moment I was feeling. Those feelings let to thoughts, and those thoughts manifested a new direction of action in my life. We all have had our share of pleasure and tasted pain. We lose more friendships than we maintain. But over this winter we locked in on what was important. While sifting through our most recent circle of friends we realized that we were changing. We are all diverse and dynamic individuals and firmly believe that one’s choice in friends reflects aspects of the individual. We saw a toxic trait in our friends that to us, served as a mirror parallel to our own selves. As we found ourselves in yet another episode in the never ending saga that was the life of the Alpacas we realized that we had higher callings than the petty matters that come with the job of an attention seeker. I like to think that’s when the full potential of our powers manifested with us. Most people think that superheroes are all good and must conduct themselves in such a manner.
We found peace with ourselves and the routine chaos around us once we began to embrace the negativity as part of our lives and allowed it to be motivation. For every action there is an appropriate reaction. The light at the end of the tunnel is unattainable without the darkness behind us propelling us through. The ancient Egyptians viewed knowledge as the power of the universe. If a man was able to identify his enemies as such, he held dominion over them and was able to conquer them. This is seen in the hieroglyphs in the Book of Caverns. It illustrates the first concept of Hell and how a lost soul journeys through potential torment and struggle to end up in a place of peace and contentment. Once we were able to identify the enemy amongst us it placed a crosshair upon the enemy within. All of us are people of faith and I can see how it has rooted in each of us a gift that meshes with one another and allows us to fearlessly collide with and conquer any challenge. We embrace the shadows and use them to help us focus on the light of every situation. We tip the scale to balance it out for one another .We are the Monroes.
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