A Festival in the Desert
in the middle of the African desert, just outside of Timbuktu,
there’s a festival.
Thousands of people journey to experience a musical explosion of culture and magic.
I haven’t been to the festival. Not yet.
But I did see one of the bands that had performed;
And something happened that completely changed the way that I relate to reality, success and life…
Dancing Like A Persecuted Gypsy
Tucked in a tiny hidden treehouse-ish building in downtown Cape Town, a room ignited to a heightened level of existence; sparked by five nomadic tribesmen wearing the most outrageously glorious and elaborate outfits alive, their faces lit with makeup and sweat, and excitement for what was about to happen.
Warm Undiluted Magic – the musky kind.
The music sounds like tribal-trip-hop meets the motions of a desert camel doing a two-step to the sounds of triumphant desert sands, and instantaneously dissolves and transports you to a land of tents and bonfires and quests and dancing like a gypsy under the moonlight.
I got up and danced with about twenty others in the audience of a hundred plus while the rest of the room remained rigidly seated behind us.
A woman, seated in the audience, snarled angrily as we danced to and with the nomadic musicians, “you’re ruining the show stop making a fool of yourself and sit down!”
It wasn’t the symphony, formal and up it’s own aaa. No. It was raw feel-good feeling music, the kind you get up and unleash to, but rather than engage her, I sat down.
But she carried on. Hissing and rudely accosting the twenty-or-so people who danced in the front of the room.
She got heated. And more rude. And it escalated.
And it’s not that she was completely unjustified; it was a show and she couldn’t see since they were dancing in front of her – even though it was an informal, hearty gathering that has its roots in desert dances and unleashed jubilant celebration.
Maybe it was the raw simple beauty of the experience and the hypnotic trance-like bliss it inspired;
Or maybe it was something she said contrasting with the atmosphere;
But something clicked.
An insight that has completely changed the way I relate to reality, success and life…
You Bluddy Hypocrite
and the rudeness,
and the confrontation,
…it felt so… pointless. And trivial. And destructive. And yuck.
The woman was getting really worked up, visibly angry and on edge – a sharp contrast to the care-free rhythms that danced in the dance of the dancers and in the expressions and souls of the musicians and others in the audience who let go and dissolved into the experience of the night.
It was so clear: visibly angry, she was causing herself to feel yuck and bleh and sour instead of enjoying one of the most beautiful experiences and atmospheres I’ve ever felt.
Like she had climbed into a cave of anger and waited at its entrance, half tucked in for defensive protection and half leaning out, looking for someone to throw a cup of bubbling acid at.
But more than anything, it was like she was completely numb to the amazingness of the experience, to the aliveness that was pulsing through the room.
Seemed like she was living on a completely different planet, buzzing at a different frequency, just wanting to bring people down and enforce her position to make herself feel special and better than everyone else.
And more than that, she didn’t seem alive.
She seemed troubled. And tense and trapped and closed and… sad.
The first thing that flashed into my mind as I observed how unhappy she seemed and how destructive she was being was how I didn’t want to be anything like her and how she was being a fire breathing dragon savage beast of doom and should just leave and die.
Then Boom! A flash of numbing insight…
You Are Not The Enemy
My face dropped. Well. I couldn’t see it drop. Duh. But I’m pretty damn sure it dropped.
I was instantly overcome with a striking insight that stripped away the complexity of countless self help books and hours spent contemplating personal development and spirituality and becoming awesome and unleashed.
I was no different than she was.
Getting caught up in wanting to attack her about being such a savage bitch and judging and feeling angst towards her, I was being just like she was, getting worked up and angry and living in the idea of limitation, like I need to protect myself and live with a cut-throat, a “there is not enough so I’m taking hers and keeping mine” attitude.
And the buzz went away. The magical warm feeling of bliss that the atmosphere had instilled evaporated the second I started mentally attacking her.
It was one of those moments, nahmean?
One of those moments where you smile at the funny ways in which you think and behave.
Not just at the way I was reacting. Nope.
I realised that I get engaged in this kind of thing ALL THE TIME.
Destructive judgemental selfish hostile yuck thoughts.
Not only at other people. But at myself too.
Bringing myself down just like I wanted to bring other people down. Living like I need to beat everybody else and take as much as I can and protect what I have, limitation mindset, violent and destructive, coming from a place where there isn’t enough so I’ll selfishly take what I can by screwing everyone over.
Selfish, destructive, separation-based bleh thinking.
And not only did it make me feel bad.
Like that woman’s attitude and anger was making her feel bad.
But that one destructive thought determined the whole way that I viewed and interacted with reality.
Allovasudden everything – the way you think, feel, live – is all tinted in destructiveness.
It smacked my overall state to the floor.
Like turning down the volume on life to a lower level of existence.
Living in a destructive mode, you’re limiting and greatly diminishing your experience of life.
Not only does it feel yuck and limits your experience of the awesomeness that is real life right now, but it also means that everything you do is tainted in limitation and scarcity because that’s your whole world when you’re living in that destructive space.
You procrastinate because you feel there isn’t enough. You don’t do what will make your life great because you don’t feel that you deserve it or that it’s possible. You believe you have a whole bunch of problems and look for evidence to prove it to yourself. And then live in scarcity and suffering as though it’s real.
And it sucks.
But knowing that, just knowing it – changes everything.
In that split second as somebody does something that would ordinarily make you mutate into a destructive demonic savage, where you morph into angry “me versus them” mode, and begin to engage all that limited bleh, you can choose.
Although you can’t control other people, you can decide to not engage it, to not allow yourself to be drawn into a destructive level of existence.
And that was it, the starkly simple realisation that changed everything.
There are two ways to live: Destructively or Constructively.
You can either live in a way that limits and stops and fights and opposes life.
Or you can live constructively, living in the flow that moves life toward positive abundance.
No matter what happens, you can always choose to be constructive or destructive.
Live in the flow, or try to control and force the flow by seeing life as you versus everything instead of you and everything, moving together towards wherever the universe is moving.
You can feel it.
You can feel it – that meh feeling of tension that overcomes you when you’re being destructive and limiting the flow of life.
It kinda feels like it might help you. The control feels good. Feels safe. So we do it.
But it actually blocks the flow of life and leads you to limitation and problems.
Being destructive is like standing in a river, trying to push the flow. All that happens is you block the flow and create resistance to the inevitable perfection towards which life is ALWAYS moving.
Constructive living is completely different.
And it’s the piece that separates the successful from the unsuccessful, the happy from the troubled, the free from the trapped, the limited from the limitless.
Being constructive is always allowing life to flow towards inevitable positivity and bliss.
Choosing to love what is being experienced right now, choosing to be open and released in your whole existence, allowing ease – that is what being constructive is.
And that is what leads to success, abundance, happiness, peace, joy, life.
A magical superhuman level of existence.
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