Looking For Crazy
A craving that I am feeling
I have done some crazy things in my life. Some of those things I really can’t share and some of them I have already shared. Spontaneously doing something that is so outrageously crazy can be so empowering and liberating and enlightening and joyful. I have almost always been truly glad that I did the crazy things that I have done. To me, the difference between crazy and stupid is that stupid is usually followed by regret while crazy is not.
Spontaneously doing something utterly bat shit crazy can be so liberating! It can push us beyond our self-imposed mental barriers. It can illuminate hidden parts of our selves. It can tweak our perspectives like nothing else. It can pull us out of ruts, reveal hidden opportunities, distract our attention away from what we are obsessively stressing over, drastically change our attitudes, push us beyond our fears, and it can even improve our physical health.
Like I said, I have done a lot of truly crazy things in my life but I do not want to talk about that. It is all in the past. Instead I am hereby lamenting the fact that I have not done anything really crazy in a long time. It has been around five years since I last did something truly crazy. That is way too long. I really, really need to do something crazy. I am withering. I am in a rut. I desperately crave crazy.
So that is what I have been thinking about lately. I have been wondering what kind of crazy thing I could do. Thinking about it reminds me of some of the crazy things I have done in the past at which point I have to interrupt my thinking with the statement, Been there, done that. I do not want to just re-enact a previous crazy. I want a new crazy! I want to do something I have never done before. It has to be totally unexpected and spontaneous. It has to be truly crazy!
Can you see how silly I am being? When it comes to crazy, thinking can be the greatest impediment. One does not plan crazy. Spontaneity ain’t gonna happen if one is stuck in thinking. Thinking and planning and rehashing memories only keeps the crazy at bay.
So I have decided to stop thinking about my deep craving for crazy. It won’t be easy but I will try to keep the noggin quiet. Instead, I will simply express my desire to the Universe. I am handing it over to It.
I know that at some point the Universe will present me with a door to open. As I open the door and walk through it the crazy will come gushing forth like lava from an Hawaiian volcano. Oh! I am tingling with excitement just thinking about it!
See how hard it is to stop thinking about it?
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