Why we’re fated – or seemingly ‘destined’ – to have some experiences in life is a mystery. Is it karma? …a benevolent (or not-so-benevolent) Being having a laugh? Whether it’s an unexpected death, a lottery win, or an imposed career change, all can seem to come from beyond our control.
The ego’s a manipulator, insidious.
No surprise there, I imagine.
Case in point: it comes along after the proverbial fact to give us shit for having [maybe] missed an opportunity, when it’s actually its perspective we’d been seeing things from in the first place (thus causing us to not see – or to ‘shy away from’ – said opportunity)!
It hides all your best gifts on the other side of your fears [and who’s inclined to even think to look there, right?].
(Love being a given,) what might most people assume as being the answer to that?
…[apparently, it’s] forgiveness.
I’m not saying there’s anything wrong with forgiveness; after all, it does remove barriers/ illusions and wanton allusions, but where concern regarding forgiveness can be skewed is when one attaches a hope or expectation to it, a (conscious or unconscious) desire that you’ll be conferred with some manner of ‘cosmic prosperity’ as a result, that’ll it’ll be bestowed upon you by some benevolent being outside of yourself as a reward (for good and proper, quantifiably admirable behaviour).
What do you really ‘have’ to do?
It can be especially difficult to practice self-love and self-esteem, when distracted by the discord one might see in what appears to be happening around them (or when visited by the feeling that things seem to be moving – ‘progressing’? – mind-numbingly slowly).
Contrary to how things might appear or feel to you right now, with what you’re going through, things are actually about to take off in your world. Your unique life experiences have prepared you in a way that will make the most of what it is you’re letting go of at this time, and there are soul-level rewards to be embraced as a result.
So why don’t you feel any different? As with any change, it can take a while for your awareness to catch up, accept and perceive the reality of it.
In the meanwhile (not that there is a meanwhile, past and future being illusory, but anyway…), beware of making ‘Real’ any typical behaviours /perceptions you’ve used as distractions. If they show up, tell them you love them, but kiss them goodbye. They’re obsessions you’ve entertained to distract you from moving forward in life; somewhere to direct your loving intentions, but that don’t go anywhere.
Search online for “death, meaning” and you’ll be presented with answers like ‘end of life’ and /or ‘cessation of vital functions’. Personally, I find that really funny, in that supposed descriptions of what death is are actually definitions that are not only dependent upon but in a practical sense actually only describe what it’s not.
And if an appreciation of death (as a ‘thing’ or event) is dependent upon an understanding of what it means to be ‘alive’, we find ourselves on a whole contraindicative slope of ascertaining what ‘life’ is. We can generally talk about definitions of life as predicated on the idea of matter animated by a life ‘force’, but for the fact that even what we define as dead plant matter nourishes life (as compost, for example), must it not by extension (still) have some ‘life’ in it?
Our physical self is great matter for our spirit. It connects you to your experience in ways that your presupposed thoughts alone can’t. For the majority of us (not having a conscious appreciation of having experienced it before), death causes us to surrender to sensation, apart even from how our thoughts rationalize or interpret those sensations.
‘The’ truly personal journey, the expiration of our physical bodies, death inspires us to an appreciation of aspects of life we’re otherwise inclined to deny. Whether your own appears imminent, or is a long way off, ultimately, there’s no ‘thinking’ our way through it. It’s the one education that our minds can’t ‘solve’ for us, and as such, it grounds us in visceral experience.
It sets the appeal that you trust your intuition and throw the net of your awareness out into the world around you, pulling in truths that may defy your intellect, your rational mind, and what your conditioning might wish to (superficially) espouse.
There’s no such thing as being a psychic individual. Why would I say that, when people describe me as psychic? Because, as an ‘individual’, it isn’t possible. Without an appreciation of my connection to the Universe /lifedream /Spirit /Nature and other souls I’m connected to, I’m no more psychic than you are. No offence…
I could just as accurately say that I’m no less psychic than you are. ‘Psychic’ is, in fact, a wholly natural condition of our Being (it’s also a Holy natural condition of our being, but that’s perhaps a topic for another post). In other words, you’re as psychic anyone. Do I have anything to back that up?
I took a shamanic earthwalk the other day (~ a walkabout vision quest in nature), and afterwards, as part of ‘being the change I want to see in the world’, I was guided to ask, “Why do people litter?”
(Although I realize the better question might be, “Why does it bother me so much?”)
Symbolically, tossing litter is motivated by an unconscious impulse to clear one’s mind. Funny enough, nature can help us with that, but many of us don’t know how to take advantage of what She offers.