I’m very glad our elections are
over. I’m very glad – whether I’m hearing a conservative or a progressive
pundit – that I no longer have to listen to predictions that the sky is
falling, our world is ruined and all hope is lost. I’m very glad the fear
mongering is over – at least I hope it is for a while.
I do understand fear is a great
motivator. I do not understand why those who want to be political leaders
purposefully feel they must frighten the crap out of me.
This world I see is not the real world. It is the world of my
creation being reflected back at me. It is like looking in a mirror and wanting
to blame the mirror for making me view this unsightly mess. That’s not what I
want to do. But that is what I do. That’s why I feel sick to my stomach –
literally and figuratively – when I’m in one of these fearful episodes.
I understand that fear is the
most difficult emotion for me to control while I continue to keep my focus on
the fact that I am an already-loved spirit having a human experience. I am not
a human, fighting all my fears in my outside-of-me world, in order to “save my
eternal soul.” I am not who I think I am. I am already eternal. I am already
loved. I am already light. I am already
at peace.
I do have a sense of knowing
this. It’s not an intellectual knowing. It’s an experiential knowing. I cannot
explain it – I simply know it.
However, as I listen and watch
the purposeful and intended incitement of fear and doubt when discussions are
about the elections, about Ebola, about ISIL/ISIS, about the economy, about
same-sex marriage, or about voter suppression, it becomes very difficult for me
to deal with the unreality of my fear. It is both a fear of the messages as
well as of the messengers.
Some have suggested that I not
listen to the news at all. But isn’t that like sticking my head into the sand
and pretending it isn’t there? For me pretending is not the same as dealing
with the unreality of my fear. Walking around my house looking at little yellow
“stickies” proclaiming positive affirmations (Fear is the opposite of Faith; Faith is merely Fear that has said its
prayers) is not the same as finding my true center and enjoying the peace
and serenity of being there.
So – why can’t I go there with
more regularity?
I believe it’s because I have
gotten so used to my fear it has become a type of addiction. I remember a
bumper sticker that proclaimed: “If you are not frightened, you are not paying
attention.” If I’m not frightened I’m not aware. If I’m not frightened I’m
pretending. If I’m really frightened I’m
really alive. That’s the emotional hook. My fear has become this kind of
addiction.
Yet, when I do sit and center
myself in meditation or with readings from A Course In Miracles (ACIM), I
experience the peace, calm and truth that I know I am. Then my monkey mind
leaps up and shouts for attention. I acknowledge it and it abates – only to
repeat, over and over again. Sometimes I persevere. Sometimes I succumb. Then
the literal and figurative sick-to-my-stomach sense of failure overwhelms me.
I wish I could state that each
time I go through this cycle of fear it gets easier and of shorter duration. It
would be nice, as the author of these messages, if I could present my strength
and confidence. As of today, however, I cannot state that. I wish I could, but
that’d be a lie. All I can do is share my ugly honest truth today.
Bottomline: I get through these fearful
episodes by going through these episodes.
Take heart. This too shall pass.
Although these messages are
mostly for me, thanks for listening. As always – feel free to forward this
message to your friends, family, and those accompanying you on your spiritual
journey.
Don
#2 November 2014
Copyright, 2014
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