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Are You Listening?

Are You Listening?

著者： James H. Tippins
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 Simple daily reminders and conversations about life, learning and listening on a variety of topics on how to live a FREE and JOYFUL life by the Slayer of Sadness and the Stormer of Brains©James Tippins | All Rights Reserved 2018-2022 キリスト教 スピリチュアリティ 心理学 心理学・心の健康 社会科学 聖職・福音主義 衛生・健康的な生活
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  • When Death is Better Than Growth

    When Death is Better Than Growth
    2025/04/29
    The Rift Within: How We Drift, How We Return Growth often feels like acceleration.Achievement, momentum, forward motion.But the quieter reality is that every great expansion is preceded by an invisible tearing — a soft fracture between who you have been and who you are no longer willing to be. No one teaches us how to recognize this.The world cheers for our ambition.The world praises our consistency.But it says little about the moment when these forces turn against each other inside us — when the hunger for more feels like a betrayal of our gratitude, and the longing for peace feels like a betrayal of our potential. This is where identity fractures, not because you have failed, but because you have outgrown the shape you were once given. You may find yourself caught between two inner rhythms: One part of you reaches forward, building, striving, refusing to settle.Another part sits quietly, remembering how much it cost you last time you ran so hard toward a distant light that you forgot to feel the ground under your feet. And neither part is wrong. The tension you feel is not a sign of weakness.It is the sound of a life that refuses to amputate one truth to serve another.It is the early music of a deeper integration. But if you ignore this rift — if you pretend that only one voice matters — the consequences are subtle but devastating: You achieve more but feel less alive. You build higher but feel more alone. You maintain your peace but feel your soul growing stale. The tragedy is not ambition.The tragedy is isolation — from yourself.From the parts of you that were meant to move together but now live like estranged brothers, eyeing each other across the wreckage of your unspoken contradictions. The Remedy Is Not Surrender. It Is Synthesis. You cannot solve this tension by shutting down your ambition.You cannot solve it by shaming your need for contentment.You solve it by letting them meet.You solve it by learning to belong to yourself even as you stretch beyond yourself. This means creating new agreements inside: I will pursue growth, but not at the cost of my soul's rootedness. I will savor the life I have, even as I build the life I envision. I will not apologize for my pace — whether swift or still. I will not make an enemy of any part of me that is slow to change, or quick to dream. You are not here to perform ambition.You are not here to manufacture serenity.You are here to become indivisible. In Practice: You will need new rituals, not new resolutions. Spaces where ambition and rest are allowed to coexist without accusation. Reflections that honor both striving and savoring without judgment. Time deliberately made sacred — not to strategize or optimize, but to listen to what is stirring inside without trying to package it into productivity. You will need to measure success differently:Not just by what you accomplish, but by how fully you stay with yourself while accomplishing it.Not just by what you leave behind, but by what you carry forward — intact, breathing, real. You will need to recognize that the loneliness you sometimes feel is not failure.It is the cost of integration.It is the price of choosing wholeness over speed, resonance over applause. The Life Ahead Is Not a Choice Between Safety and Greatness. It is the weaving of both.It is the art of staying close to yourself even when the road demands more than you thought you could give. You are not behind.You are not broken.You are not too much or not enough. You are simply unfolding at the pace of realness.And no matter how far you travel, no matter how high you rise or how still you sit —the only true destination is wholeness. The only true ambition worth chasing is the life where none of you has to be left behind.
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  • The best day of my life…

    The best day of my life…
    2025/04/07
    There is only one day I have ever truly lived. Not because I chose it. Not because it aligned with my desires. Not because it brought triumph or peace or even clarity. But because it was the only day that existed.And that day—this day—is always now. This is the first claim:Today is the best day of my lifenot because it is pleasurable, successful, or redemptive—but because it is real. This claim, rightly understood, is not motivational.It is ontological. It is not about gratitude, though gratitude may rise.It is not about optimism, though joy may follow.It is about the nature of being, the structure of time, and the existential permission to inhabit what is. The Ontological Priority of the Present Time, as we experience it, is a construct of consciousness.The past no longer exists. The future has not yet come.Both live only in the mind—memory and anticipation. What remains?Only this present moment.Not the second, not the minute, but the experience of now. It is the only condition under which life occurs.Every breath I have ever taken was taken in the now.Every decision. Every failure. Every touch. Every sorrow. All of them occurred under the singular canopy of presence.This means that the present moment is not just real.It is the only reality I have. Therefore, if I wish to name the “best” day of my life,it can never be yesterday—it is gone.It can never be tomorrow—it is not yet.It can only be today, for it alone is mine. To acknowledge this is not to deny memory or future planning.It is to reorient myself to the truth that existence is always immediate.And thus—so is meaning. The Collapse of Comparison “Best” is typically a comparative term.We say “best” to imply “better than others.”But how can I compare what is with what no longer exists or does not yet exist? If I believe today is worse than yesterday, I am comparing a living reality with a memory—which means I am no longer living.If I believe tomorrow will be better than today,I place my hope in fantasy and abandon the only space that can create change. Comparison, in this way, becomes an instrument of exile.It removes me from now, and with it, from truth. So when I say:“Today is the best day of my life,” I am not comparing today with any other day.I am declaring that today is the only day.And the only day is necessarily the best. Best not by achievement.Best not by emotion.Best by virtue of existence itself. The Inclusion of Suffering This is the most radical claim embedded in the mantra:Even on the days I suffer,even in grief, confusion, loneliness, fear—today remains the best day of my life. Why?Because it is real. And I would rather live in pain than fantasize in fiction.I would rather feel loss in the real world than experience peace in a dream.I would rather be fully present in devastation than absent in delight. To say today is the best day is not to deny pain.It is to include it. To acknowledge that pain, too, belongs.That suffering, too, is sacred—not because it is desired, but because it is true. And what is “best” if not the moment that demands nothing but our presence,asks nothing but our honesty, and offers nothing but the invitation to be here? The Rejection of Elsewhere To declare today as best is to commit to presence.And that commitment is a death sentence for every illusion that tells us joy is elsewhere. We often live as though happiness is just over the next hill:When I get the job.When the pain stops.When the relationship heals.When I become more. But happiness built on elsewheres is not happiness.It is a mirage—ever present, never grasped.It is a psychological deferral system for joy. When I say “today is the best day of my life,” I am putting an end to the search.Not because I have found something perfect.But because I have stopped looking away from what is. The End of Becoming Becoming is the great mythology of modern life.We are told to improve,
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  • The Unseen Shaping: How to Recognize Control and Reclaim the Core

    The Unseen Shaping: How to Recognize Control and Reclaim the Core
    2025/04/06
    There is a kind of prison you can’t see until you stop trying to be good. It doesn’t have bars or locks or guards, just subtle agreements—signed with silence, compromise, and the aching need to be seen as “enough.” We grow up learning to adapt, to shrink, to survive. And at some point, we mistake survival for maturity. We confuse compliance with wisdom. We call our numbness peace. But something deeper always knows. You feel it in quiet moments, when the noise fades. When no one’s looking. When the mask itches and the script fails. When you whisper to yourself, “There has to be more than this.” And there is. But freedom doesn’t feel like what we were told. It doesn’t feel easy or safe. It doesn’t feel like comfort. It feels like letting go of every identity that was built to survive and finally reaching for what was meant to live. Freedom isn’t soft. It doesn’t coddle your fear. It drags you into confrontation with every lie that ever told you to play small. It’s not a question of whether you want freedom. The real question is: what are you still clinging to because it once kept you safe?What stories still whisper, “don’t change, you’ll lose everything”? Because freedom will cost you those lies. You can tell how controlled a person is by what they’re afraid to want. So I’ll ask you this:If you could have your cake and eat it too—what would you choose without hesitation?Not the modest version. Not the responsible, palatable version. The real thing.The one that makes your heart pound, the one you talk yourself out of. Because control doesn’t always show up in chains.It often shows up in "good decisions," "adult reasoning," and the pressure to make everyone else comfortable. It shows up as the expectation to choose security over soul, duty over design, permission over purpose. And it has a voice that sounds a lot like your own. But what if that voice wasn’t yours? What if it was someone else’s shame, internalized?Someone else’s limitation, disguised as wisdom?Someone else’s fear, inherited and rehearsed until it felt like your own? We don’t just need to examine what we want.We need to ask, why don’t I feel safe wanting this?Because desire is never the enemy—it’s a compass. You’re not lost.You’re layered. Layered under the things you were told to be.The roles you thought would earn you love.The versions of you that kept the peace.The survival scripts that no longer fit. And now you’re here, at the edge.The real question is: What would you choose tomorrow if fear didn’t get a vote?If guilt couldn’t speak.If nobody else’s opinion could reach you. Now pause.Feel what just rose in you. The resistance. The ache. The flicker of “could I really?”That’s the threshold. Don’t run from it—run through it. Control hides in the places you justify your silence. It hides in the things you call “not a big deal,” even though they eat you from the inside.It hides in the habits you use to numb.It hides in the relationships where you’re always performing and never seen. So stop and ask:Who do you wish could see you more clearly than they do?And more than that—what are you afraid they’ll find if they truly look? Because part of you is convinced that being seen means being left. But it’s the hiding that keeps you lonely. Let me be clear: freedom is not a vibe. It’s a decision.And it requires fleeing from anything that tries to mold you into something you’re not.You do not reason with control. You do not appease it. You expose it.And then you run—not in fear, but in the full sprint of recognition. You run from the smile that says “you’re too much.”You run from the advice that shrinks your soul.You run from the job that demands your compliance but never rewards your brilliance.You run from the false peace of being liked. And you run toward something deeper. Toward the people who make you feel like you can exhale.Who lets you breathe all the way into your belly?
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