Nothing is ever wasted, only spent. Time, money, calories, all calculated parts of us. Pieces of past decisions. Tools to determine how to proceed. But not things to regret. They are not useful to us as instruments of shame, although that is the preferred method.
These things are part of us, like DNA, but instead of determining our future, they map out our past. A timeline of where we've been.
Maya Angelou said that when people know better, they do better. I think it's mostly true. But we also get ourselves stuck sometimes, playing out dynamics on repeat or in rhyme.
Our decisions are the rhythm of our lives. The tempo of is being us. Figuring out what that means, for us and the world.
Our struggles may be an object lesson for someone else. That badly timed move has ripple effects we never see.
I think that's the crux of it, to do all things with love, to the best of our ability. The most crass mistake, done with love carries our intent into the universe. It is not what we do, but how we do it.
Yes the way we spend our time, money, and calories matter, everything we do has weight. But not to create a burden of shame or self-defeat. Instead, it's the gravity we create, grounding us more solidly to the world.
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