“Failure” is looking at the beautiful gift of “what is” and deciding it shouldn’t be that way.
It comes from the innocent mistake of arbitrarily pre-determining what “should” and “should not” happen, which is impossible for me to know ahead of time in the complex and benevolent swirl of reality. It’s the innocent mistake of pre-naming a “good” and “bad” outcome, when in reality, prior to any story of “good” or “bad,” there is only ever a perfectly balanced outcome where all is one.
In my experience, every time I have believed I should have accomplished something that I did not accomplish, I later discovered I was wrong.
I can only experience a failure through my opinion.
If, ahead of time, I have no idea what I should and shouldn’t accomplish, how can I experience a “should-have-accomplished” that differs from what I actually accomplished? I know what should HAVE happened because the universe shows me: what should have happened is what DID happen.
Reality is always for me. And I can experience that fully when I am not busy arguing with it.
So when I think I keep failing, it’s only because I keep naming what has happened “the undesired outcome.” My continued “failures” are nothing more than continued negative opinions about benign events: things that should have happened that I’ve decided should not have happened.
When I believe, “I can never win,” it’s because I suffer from a tragic condition where I am always winning but name every win a “loss.” I‘m never recognizing a win.
I can transform myself from being a loser to being a winner, from being a victim to being blessed without changing a single thing about the situation. All I do is inquire into what I’m thinking and believing about the situation.
When I settle into the Truth, I discover that there is only winning, only blessings, until I lay my opinion over it.