Everybody was created by a perfect plan of survival. Everybody has that plan working inside him. He follows it throughout his life under its spiritual authority. It speaks to him in his subconsciousness. He tries to be as perfect as the plan is, but doesn’t have the intellectual or physical capability to do so. He trips along the pathway to perfection just like everybody else.
He has become a part of the norm, of everyone else trying to be perfect but falling short; so the norm is now somewhere between futility and perfection. He tries to be as close to perfection as he can be, but will never achieve it. When he is fortunate, he can feel its influence working and can feel it dominating his spirit. It makes him outperform those who can’t feel it working in them at that particular moment; therefore, he becomes the victor.
He is now working outside the guidelines of normality. That is a special blessing that makes him perform that way. If he could keep it inside of him all the time, he would never lose. But since he is normal, he can’t win all the time. He must believe in the exalted spirit inside that comes and goes and have faith in it and himself.
We try to win, but when can’t, we lose. We just pick ourselves up and try not to the next time. We are a team or one person that can’t get down and think we’ll never win again. We have to keep being normal.
I was thinking about my Yankees when I wrote this. They haven't started to pick themselves up yet, but they will someday. They are now part of the lesser norm, the one that is far from perfect.