How Many More Times...?

What if you have already been yourself, an infinite amount of times, replaying the same life over and over again, going through the same ups and downs, getting heartbroken, striking it rich, et cetera, until you finally got your life "correct", the exact way you wanted. Not your parents, not your siblings, not what you saw on television.

I keep thinking this to myself the more I start focusing on what I want to do in this world. I want to help the homeless; get all the spiritual knowledge I have to the children; prepare this world for the next generation, for the next "training" session we have to undergo to escape this hell and too much more.

How many more times will I (and you) reincarnate on this plane and let people starve to death because they refuse to be a part of a broken system? Why are we allowing the leader of our country to bomb innocents living in other parts of the same planet, and praising him when he poses on a television show? What have we descended to where these actions are acceptable? When they are allowed to continue before balance, before judgment is reckoned by the universe and wrecks havoc on our society?

Everything we see wrong in the world is a direct reflection of ourselves. I'm not saying to blame yourself for the bombings happening on other sides of the world, or to feel responsible for lending a hand to all vagabonds and homeless. But I am saying we are presented, every single day, with a choice of letting these social hiccups continue or stopping it in its tracks; however, we must first gather the power to alter reality for the better.

Therefore, be the best you that you can be. Attain to everything you want to in this life. Stop wasting time and BE, stop becoming (as Osho said). The time between ourselves and what we want to be is a figment of our imagination. It only takes constant practice and effort, willpower and self-love to accomplish our goals. Stick to it and you will look down at your hands and see the power they have already had since your beginning.

Wholeness and much love.