One of the greatest gifts I ever learned, and one of the most painful processes to do initially, is to forgive another human being. It was years ago, I was in the desert, and the old man wouldn’t even let me get out what another person had done, but just stopped my words before they could get out and say, “it doesn’t matter what another does to you, forgive them and pray for them.”
The rest of the process of “how” that worked out over six weeks will remain inside, all I can say I never knew how much love, nor how much evil could exist inside one’s heart. The end of that battle was getting a taste of what 100% pure love is like. It might have been a Nano-second? If it was any longer, I think I would have melted from the inside out.
With people? We are all imperfect and flawed. The west teaches us we are entirely unique individuals, somehow special, and for whatever reasons, I still don’t know why one group, race, creed, color, or perspective has to think it is better or more righteous than another. I guess it boils down to pride and greed. It is funny how such elements can blind humans and allow them to basically lie to another face and rationalize it to themselves.
It is like going to church. Have you ever been into a lifeless place and the same routine over and over, then go to the fellowship and know you could come back the next year and nothing would change? I used to joke that if I don’t want to be bothered, I would just go visit a Greek church on Sunday.
I guess church can easily be a checklist or paint by numbers righteousness lesson where if you collect enough gold stars, you somehow make it on earth? If you are honest with yourself and take the time to go inside, you will soon realize how seemingly meaningless much of the human behaviors with each other really are in the grand scheme of life. In the west, it is about stuff, the more, bigger and better it is.
Why? I don’t know. Perhaps if you don’t visit other places and sit in one spot, your world becomes that area within your human sight. Put a group together with the same views and viola, you have a perfect recipe for a quote from Henry buckle:
“men and women range themselves into three classes or orders of intelligence; you can tell the lowest class by their habit of always talking about persons; the next by the fact that their habit is always to converse about things (I call it stuff) the highest by their preference for the discussion of ideas.”
I guess it is merely easier to talk about and play some game to gratify what really is flaws and faults in we by pointing at another person. Now that I think about that quote, many times Eleanor Roosevelt was somehow credited for the great and small mind adage?
So as you walk through your life and you live it in the way the world teaches, you can do and achieve a whole lot of amazing things, travel the globe, make lots of money, enriched yourself and status, seek titles and power, fame, and fortune. From an earthly perspective, this is nice “stuff!” and it is amazing how humans can be sucked into the system of this stuff and lose who they really are inside by putting layers of a different form of “make-up” over themselves.
Some folks wake up, spend hours grooming, picking the right look and ensemble, car, wife, husband, breed of dog, child, house, accouterments of bodily enhancement and put on an image of a show for the public. Yet, if you take away the act, you are soon left with an empty shell of a human being.
I used to get mad at people that were like this, yet, I also remember I was very much like that at a time in my life. What is confusing now is that if you really try to genuinely help people and love them. You probably are in for difficult lessons to learn, such things as forgiveness, and trying to learn to look at what Christianity will call the sin, and not the sinner. People forget we all are the later – albeit I have met a few folks that are so blinded with the delusion of self-righteousness that they can’t see themselves anymore.
“look how clever I am!” as you look at them and actually feel sad for them. “why you are playing a game, there is no need?”
Life changes when you get to that point and the blinders come off, and you get a different perspective of seeing. I am not sure if it the global travel and the world from super poor to super rich and everything In between with various cultures, traditions, religions, and ways of life which opens small minds and enlarges them? Truth be told, when I see “tourist” groups through the world, I lament that they are only experiencing one topping on a multi-topping pizza and then going right back to where they came from, just to immediately go back to the comfort of the habits they left.
Maybe “stuff’ is nothing more than a grown-up version of a blanket people had as kids?
Yesterday, a problematic “personal” project came full circle with some people that were playing a game. Once again, I get a choice to destroy or forgive. This one has been difficult, but what I have learned to do is pray and meditate and take the time to do what that old monk taught me, “forgive them and pray for them.”
When you do that, you will soon realize most people are oblivious to themselves, and the image they spout isn’t anywhere near to the reality inside themselves. I included. That is why each day is a choice to just wash, rinse, and repeat yesterday, or to grow, learn and try to change and improve more from yesterday.
Most of the world is too busy with obligations or some checklist/paint by number lifestyle to even have time to stop and ask, “who am I? what have I become?”
I remember as a kid, I loved fiction. When I grew older, I liked the idea of entertainment and the manipulation and enhancement of senses to make any thought possible. Then I got older and met a few people that are walking along in what all these holy books talk about. Suddenly I want only non-fiction. Reality is far more appealing than the image or branding that I see going on.
Sadly, reality would terrify most people to come clean with themselves. Yet, it is the best gift one can give to yourself.
Yesterday a friend was wondering about the difference in a little white lie to god. It is ironic as I once asked the same question to god and the answer of, “big lie, small lie doesn’t matter. A lie is a lie.”
That answer will only make sense if you have ever had that Nano-second experience of something so good that you can’t express what pure love must be like in a world where humans set the bar really low for describing what love is – usually more selfish than selfless.
Ok…today is jam packed with pushing forward a few ideas into the spaces they should fit and continuing to let go of the bullshit of how others want to live their lives in pride and delusion.
What was that quote, “hate the sin, love the sinner?” easier said than done. If you really look at yourself, you realize you have more than enough work to do inside yourself than ever pointing the finger at another. It also gets easier to let go of painful things that happen or are done to you. i am not sure why? perhaps you can empathize in the pain inside the other person? that is a question i don’t have time to ponder today.