The four agreements
Really it’s one agreement that punches different than the other three.
And I bet you know which one I’m gonna say before I even say it. I know which one my eyes would laser in on if somebody hit me with that opening. I know which one I’d feel in my gut straight away and have to heave a sigh , as I tried to remember what the other three even are. Do your best. Um what. That’s not even enough to make me react a lick. Do my best. Yeah duh.
No. You know which one I mean.
I’m not saying the other three aren’t very important indeed. I’m just saying they are on a whole other level. Never assume anything is good. And I certainly need to contemplate that one much more deeply than I do. I see its wide reaching importance across this great divide. So hats off to that one too.
The one at number two in terms of how they hit me. Is the Be impeccable with your word. My aim is always to be that way. My life depends on that now.
But the one which gut punches me when people bring up the four agreements. Is don’t take things personally.
That’s a tall order in this world. Particularly as these predators zero in on the most personal. That’s where the mechanics of their manipulations operate. It’s how they over throw and then control your operating system.
“Any chance you can tone this down. You’re starting to sound like a conspiracy theorist. I mean I see what your saying but dial it down”
Don’t take things personal.
It’s the key to the prize. The prize is your true freedom. That’s what makes it so hard to own. Don’t take things personally. But it was your mother. Your friend. Your father. Your love. Your brother Your sister. Your colleagues. Your boss.
Don’t take things personal. Tho that’s what they are when they tinkering away in your mind. But what you must finally understand that the reason they are there is deeply impersonal. They mean no harm by it. They are simply hungry things being fed.
It’s as raw and impersonal as that.
Waking up to that is a raw mother fucking experience. I can’t imagine it gets any more raw. Can’t really imagine. But it’s common and impersonal. It just is. That’s the key to set you free. To set them free. To forgive them and move on. Let the hungry things go. Let them feed elsewhere where it will get harder for them to feed all the time. Until they too must face themselves and change or perish as is their will and their choice.