“Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do”, said Jesus when he was being crucified. How was he able to do that in such atrocious situation and we are not able to do it in trivial things that happen in our lives. The difference lies in his heightened awareness. He was completely conscious of who he was. Only someone who is conscious can be aware of the unconscious. Or someone who observes the unconscious in themselves can also understand when someone else is acting out of unconsciousness. When we do see that, one should, in fact, feel mercy for the soul and nothing else. That is what Jesus felt.
There is a parable I read somewhere about a woman who wanted to adorn her reflection. She looked at herself in the mirror and found her bare body and head unattractive. Her reflection disgusted her. She ran in and brought a number of ornaments and began to adorn the reflection with them. But she could not. When she took the ornament near the image in the mirror, it looked as though (in the mirror) the ornaments are being taken away from the reflection. At last, she started wearing the ornaments on her own self. To her wonder, the image in the mirror also put the ornaments on and looked beautiful.
Once there was a farmer whose horse ran away. Next day his neighbors came over to sympathize and said, “What happened is so bad. We feel sorry for you.”. The farmer replied, “Bad? I don’t know, maybe.” The neighbor was surprised since the horse was the farmers costliest possession. Two days later, the horse that ran away came back with six more horses. So the neighbors came over to celebrate, “Congratulations, what good luck !”. The farmer replied, “Good? I don’t know, maybe”. A few days later, his son while trying to tame one of the new horse, is thrown down and breaks his leg. The neighbors again gathered to commiserate, “What happened is so bad. We feel sorry for you and your son.” The farmer replied, “Bad? I don’t know, maybe”. The next day, the army men came to the village looking for able-bodied youth to fight in a war but spared the farmer’s son since his body was crippled. This can go on and on but I think you get the point.
There was once a girl traveling in a bus in some city. She was enjoying the beautiful scenes from the bus window. On one stop, a lady got in with 3 shopping bags. She was very hefty, could have easily been the heavyweight champ of the city. She scanned the whole bus and decided to sit right next to this girl. She sat with great force taking 1 1/2 seat and while she sat her bags swung onto the girl. So the girl had to adjust in only half of the seat and being thin she was fine with that. The lady then checked everyone one out on the bus and at last checked the girl out who was sitting right next to her. She saw that the girl had her bags on her lap. This made the lady furious and she pulled those bags away from her and screamed, “Are you trying to take my stuff !”. The girl just gave the bags away with a smile and didn’t say anything and started looking out of the window again.
A soul, the life energy, a tiny infinitesimally point of light is the one that animates the form. It plays the game of form. Changing one form to another. It is eternal and the costumes it is taking is just a mortal form. Somewhere in this journey of the soul, the soul forgot its true self. It started thinking it is the form!
The primary treasure of the soul when it’s playing its part in the human body is thoughts. It can either make or break the soul in its journey. The quality of life depends on the quality of the thoughts. It is like the raw material that decides our destiny.
‘I Am Right’ is one of the delusional thinking patterns . We often judge people almost instantaneously according to what we think is right or wrong. It doesn’t take us time to form an opinion about someone. What we fail to understand is that each one whom we see has a story behind him/her. It is the story of the soul or the part of the soul until this moment that makes them think and do what they are doing. We come to conclusions without knowing the full picture. Maybe what he/she is doing is apt for him/her and not for me.
If we reflect on our lives often we’ll find ourselves resisting many events that are happening around us which we perceive as ‘unfavorable’. We have a hard time to accept what ‘is’ and we end up being in a state of resistance. ‘Why did this happen?’,’ Why is this happening to me?’,’ ‘Why he/she would behave like that’. Whenever there is resistance there are too many waste thoughts of, Why, How, What could have been, Whom to blame etc. This clutters our mind draining it of much-required energy which could have been used constructively to respond accurately to that concerned ‘unfavorable’ situation. Sometimes the waste thoughts are so much that our consciousness gets entangled in the web created by such thoughts making it seem little hard to free ourselves from. Continue reading “Resisting To Accept?”