I’m not going to reiterate my past story in all it’s details - I’ve done that, its out there, grab it from one of my other posts if you’re interested. Suffice it to say, I got to the point (and a lot of you may have been there at one point or another) of asking myself “What am I doing with my life? Is this it, or is there more to it?” This is the first fork…the first of many on the way to Know Thyself, a concept used throughout history amoung philosophers of varying disciplines and in pop culture. Like most decisions, there is not really a wrong answer. I had the option to pursue this question, or to push it aside and carry on with my life.
Except the feeling wouldn’t leave me alone.
So, frustrated with this persistent feeling, I decided to explore it. Funny, as a young lad, all I wanted to do was to be an explorer and to go on adventures. Little did I know my greatest would be within my own mind on the microcosm, and society and the universe on the macrocosm when I started studying metaphysics at the Modern Mystery School…but more on that later. What would follow would be a mind-blowing roller coaster ride.
It started with a “yes”. An agreement to allow my potential to be shown to me. To be honest, it was more of an “alright” as I was equal parts reluctant and skeptic, and I had no idea what was on the other side…if I had, I would have done it years ago. But I did finally agree to my friend and her attempts to give me a Life Activation. I had no real idea what I was getting into, just that I needed a change..and that to go somewhere you haven’t been, you must try something you’ve never done. So, I went to the 2 hour session that uses an ancient technique to awaken dormant potential woven into your genetic makeup..what makes you YOU, and not another robot on the hamster wheel of -wake up, go to work, get home, have your 5 hours of free time, go to sleep, wake up repeat. Don’t get me wrong, I still have one foot on this wheel, and this is why this is only part I! Having said this, it’s not fair to have the expectation that someone with - two kids, a mortgage, a couple of cars and bills to go along with them all - to be able to get a healing session, and the next day quit the job they are miserable going to, and fall into their dream job shortly thereafter (but it has happened, and I couldn’t be more ecstatic for these particular people!). Healing takes time, and waking up takes effort. Imagine breaking your leg, something I know a little about. Your options are limited besides self care, and allowing yourself to heal. Do you walk into the doctor’s office, get a shot, or a pill, and instantly you are running marathons? Absolutely not. And when that leg does heal, it takes a ton of effort to build back the muscles that went into atrophy, to learn how to walk again. Its not exactly fun, but I would imagine it is vastly better than living the rest of your life with a leg that is improperly set/any other outcome you may imagine stemming from simply not taking care of yourself, and allowing your body to heal.
People are very aware of their physical bodies - and for good reason - they are very obvious. We can see them, feel them, hear them, smell them, taste them. Its not hard to accept that we have physical bodies, and I don’t anticipate anyone arguing me on this one. But what about beyond that? What about an aura? A soul? A spirit? Now we get into something we can’t clearly see (unless we have the gift of clairvoyance). But we can feel these. What about a time where you have had a gut reaction…maybe even stronger that something wasn’t right? What about depression? What about addiction? What about apathy? What about feeling like someone is mad at you as soon as they enter the room, and you haven’t even seen them yet? What about a feeling that there is something more to life? Yah, that’s just all in your mind, right…
The world is filled with hurt, and, shocker, its not the fault of a bearded man in the sky. The fault rests squarely on OUR shoulders. This is a blanket statement, I know there is a lot of good in the world, but people are also very shitty to each other. Yesterday in fact, I was leaving the grocery store with my wife, enjoying our day, when I heard two men yelling at each other three cars down. I jumped in between them and asked what was going on, why the need for yelling and expletives. One man said the other was speeding through the parking lot and grazed his vehicle, causing paint damage. The other man, who was WAY more angry, said he was angry because the first man was yelling at him. I told them both that it wasn’t that bad, to exchange information, and be on their way. To which the second man chimed “Yah, but he started it!” These men were in their late 50’s, possibly 60’s, behaving exactly like children. Yelling, swearing, name calling, no control of their thoughts, emotions, or actions. How is this possible? That someone who has been around for so long is at the mental and emotional capacity of someone so young?? The simple answer, they went on with their broken leg. They didn’t take that time for self care that they needed. They didn’t see the doctor. ANY doctor! In a world of hurt, hurting each other seems normal, borderline acceptable. These men were shouting, and nobody else did anything. Think to yourself if you’ve seen a similar situation where nobody intervened for fear of standing out, or getting hurt themselves. I can think of many.
So, what do we do? In this world of hurt, do we just run around, righting wrongs, saving Gotham/Metropolis/The world from the evils at hand? Yes, and no..but more so no. We need to start with ourselves. To heal our wounds, set those broken bones so that we can show others how to walk. It all starts with us, because we are the universe reflected in the physical, the microcosm that reflects the macrocosm.
As above, so below.
As within, so without.
To be continued…