Saturday, February 13, 2010

Listen To Your Id

Saturday. Sun is setting in 20 minutes. Been driving most of the day. Got in the habit of taking photos while driving. Some great shots. Some shots of my rear view mirror. Lots of just sky There is so much beauty if we could just take a moment and catch it. In San Fernando, I would always drive by a Buddhist temple on Cantara and Cold Water Canyon. Never stopped by, but always wanted to. There is also another Buddhist temple in the Zuma area, but I never just stopped by.

Driving on the 5, I would always see the Mission Hills off ramp. Not since, my journey of Faith, did I notice so many things of religion. I want to see the Mission of San Fernando. Now, I want to see and explore. Getty, for instance, I need to go there. Sand Canyon Park. I got to go again. Zuma Beach, its been too long. Where have you been wanting to go, but simply haven't taken the time to just do that? Devil's Punch Bowl is another. Grand Canyon. Manns Chinese Theater and the foot imprints. So many spectacular sites to see.

In our journey of discovery, you will learn there is a voice that is waiting to be answered. It calls and say, "Go do that. Go see that. Go now." As we grow older, we start lowering the volume of our inner child, our id. We knew it was there, but the development of the superego at times shouts down our unconscious. Well, before you get stuck doing things you don't want to do, like work, you may want to let out id. Go. Follow id. Stop thinking so much. Just Flow and Go.

We assume that our superego, our angel, is the right voice over all others. This is the ideal. Its society saying this is expected. This must be done. I don't necessarily agree. At times, gripping it and ripping is the best course of action. Your id is part of the collective. Your voice needs to be heard.

My Friend was of that ilk. A good person. Yet, he never got the girl. Always the good friend, a shoulder for girl best friend. The consumate good guy, Always seemed to be warming up these girls for others that were a little more bad boyish. Nothing is wrong with that, its just. . .Well, I am done. You get the idea. Sometimes being a little Bad is good.

If that voice calls to stop by and go looking at something, submit. Just take minute. Quench that desire and move on. What are you so in hurry that you can not stop and listen to that inner voice? Sometimes you will be amazed.

Took a photo of playhouse in Pasadena. Poof. Next night, its on TV. It was closing, . .maybe that is not good example. No, it is. Sometimes there is a hunch that you should do something. Give in. Who knows what doors your id will lead you? Trust the Flow.