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While browsing iStock Photos to enhance my website, I found a picture of a simple signpost that immediately grabbed my attention.
It read ‘You are here… like it or not!’
More than informative as to my physical location, the humorous sign made me think. I began an internal inquisitive dialogue that went something like this:
“Where are you? Are you sure? If you’re sure, do you like where you are? If you like where you are, are you happy? If you’re happy, are others around you happy? Are others happier than you? If so, why?
“If you don’t like where you are, why not? Is not liking where you are a nudge to make changes? Can you make changes? Do you want to make changes? If so, what changes would you make? How would those changes affect others’ happiness? Is others’ happiness important to me?
“How would more or less happiness in my and others’ lives affect the happiness of the human family? Is the human family happy? Is happiness important in the world? If not, why? If so, why?
“Is my happiness someone else’s sorrow? Who or what might prevent me from making myself happy? What will I ‘sacrifice’ to be happier? Will sacrificing something that already makes me happy make me happier?”
And then I began to wonder what the world would be like if all the people in the world asked themselves these same questions. What would their answers be? Who would make changes and why? How would changes be made? What would be different? Who would be different?
Like It or Not
Like it or not, I’m here; and you’re wherever you are. We made choices to get where we are once we birthed on Earth. If we could have looked forward from the day of our arrival, would we have chosen to be here today? I dare say no. In my then consciousness, what little there was of it, I would’ve aborted my Earthly journey. How sad to admit that now after 65 years have passed in ‘living.’
Most of my life’s moments-turned-to-years have been unhappy, now that I think of it with mature objectivity. Why? I think because no matter what age, if someone around me was unhappy or unfairly treated, whatever it was hurt me too. I actually felt (and still do) their pain and sorrow, leaving my happiness diminished accordingly.
Dualities of Dominion
Is this phenomenon of empathy unique to me? To girls and women? Do boys and men feel others’ pain too but are better equipped to conceal their truth for fear of exposing themselves to vulnerability? Did they block out pain in order to kill an animal to avoid potential starvation? Are humans essentially still wild animals—untamable, uncontrollable, and uncooperative when denied the freedom to be as they are? Or is fear of death the only true power that heightens our consciousness and rules our actions?
If where we are is ‘dominion’ at its finest, is this where we as a species want(ed) to be? Dominating or avoiding domination as a mantra for each moment of living? Fearful of all others like our selves and therefore avoiding (or hastening) confrontation in pursuit of some warped image of victory? Will we always worship that which we are not and will never be? Are we really living or just surviving existence until we die?
How can F.E.A.R. be real?
Years ago, the pastor of the church I attended defined ‘fear’ in an unforgettable acronym:
Fear is False Evidence Appearing Real.
And yet we live life as if we were cloned from fear rather than created from eternal elements of our Universe. How insignificant we’ve allowed ourselves to become, when quite the opposite is true.
The fact that we’re here may be our holiest, most precious gift. Rather than gawking at Universe and others within its fluidic membrane, perhaps we should be gawking at our selves with awe at being chosen to house consciousness, if even for a millisecond in the ever-expanding space-time continuum.
Why, instead, do we waste a single heart beat in trying to change ourselves and others? What are we fearing? If we are alive because we were chosen to be so, is not everyone alive for the same reason? Or do we erroneously fear their ‘reason’ for being as greater than ours, making us appear less?
Truly it’s time to give up such infantile perceptions of ourselves and others, and to cheer for each other as chosen together at this moment in time. Just think what fun we could have with millions of brothers and sisters! What abundance for all and servings of happiness! What blissful dancers among the stars as elements of the stardust from which we formed! Fear does not and would not exist at all, relieving us of rules, rulers, and the ruled.
Sun, unbeknownst to itself, is our only psuedo-ruler. True, it will be around longer than our hydrogen, helium, oxygenated bodily forms; but it too will one day die, leaving a dwarf star in the blackness of sky.
We, by that time in the continuum, will be well on our way to creating other universes, star nurseries, galaxies, and elements that shall be chosen for the next round of brothers, sisters, and consciousness. May we remember to teach them our celestial song, beginning with the words ‘you are here… like it or not!’ Life, oh so precious, cannot be bought.
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