I realized a few years back, and again while experiencing a
recent relapse of a chronic illness, that I was resisting;
resisting the condition, and its related symptoms, as well as
life itself. The mind was fixating on the bodily symptoms and
resisting what was happening, forgetting its True Essence
and the simplicity of just Being - just living as life presents itself.
When I finally woke up to this, I felt bad that I had fallen into
resistance again... After all, Life moves the way it moves - right?
But, even so, I resisted the resistance :) - in subtle ways
resisting what is...
recent relapse of a chronic illness, that I was resisting;
resisting the condition, and its related symptoms, as well as
life itself. The mind was fixating on the bodily symptoms and
resisting what was happening, forgetting its True Essence
and the simplicity of just Being - just living as life presents itself.
When I finally woke up to this, I felt bad that I had fallen into
resistance again... After all, Life moves the way it moves - right?
But, even so, I resisted the resistance :) - in subtle ways
resisting what is...
So - I asked to be shown what I needed to see here.
The "answer" came, not through meditation, or sitting in the Silence,
or practicing a "practice", but while at the grocery store...
The "answer" came, not through meditation, or sitting in the Silence,
or practicing a "practice", but while at the grocery store...
Several years ago, while waiting in line at the check-out, I heard
the words of a song being played on the PA system. The words
were: "All we are we are..." lyrically repeated over and over
again. I couldn't make out the other words in the other verses,
only the chorus: "All we are we are..." The rhythm of the words
drew me in: "All we are we are..."
Of course!
How could we be anything else? As I stood waiting in line,
listening to the words, I looked around, in a relaxed state of
awareness, my eyes unexpectedly landing on a word over in
the far corner from where I was standing that was printed on the
side of the display shelf. It said:
the words of a song being played on the PA system. The words
were: "All we are we are..." lyrically repeated over and over
again. I couldn't make out the other words in the other verses,
only the chorus: "All we are we are..." The rhythm of the words
drew me in: "All we are we are..."
Of course!
How could we be anything else? As I stood waiting in line,
listening to the words, I looked around, in a relaxed state of
awareness, my eyes unexpectedly landing on a word over in
the far corner from where I was standing that was printed on the
side of the display shelf. It said:
"Inclusive"
My mind just stopped - eyes glued to the word - in awe.
I realized - there it was: my "answer."
And it all came together...
All we are, we are...
Inclusive...
I realized - there it was: my "answer."
And it all came together...
All we are, we are...
Inclusive...
Nothing is excluded - no thought, no feeling, no emotion,
not even resistance. We can't be anything other than we are.
We are who we are... All of it - not just the parts we like,
but even our hidden parts, the "darker" parts; the depression,
the discouragement, the anger, the anxiety, the restlessness,
the doubts, the uncertainties,the insecurities, the resistance...
not even resistance. We can't be anything other than we are.
We are who we are... All of it - not just the parts we like,
but even our hidden parts, the "darker" parts; the depression,
the discouragement, the anger, the anxiety, the restlessness,
the doubts, the uncertainties,the insecurities, the resistance...
I could feel the tears welling up with this recognition - with
the acceptance that everything is included - life as it is -
me exactly as I am. There is nothing "wrong" with any of it!
It's all embraced as an experience of Being. It is all expressions
of the Essential Self, in all it's many forms - the waves of the
Ocean rising and falling back into ItSelf - over and over again.
It's inclusive of the hard times and the easy times, not separating
out the good and bad experiences, as I tend to do - still believing
the distinction in my mind, "complexifying" (I love this word!)
my life. Pure Beingness embraces everything inclusively as
ItSelf - expressing this "me" as ItSelf - all of me; not the
perfection of me. Our Beingness embraces it all -
enfolds every part back to ItSelf - our pain, our circumstances,
our life - as we are, as it is - without hesitation - without resistance.
Everything is ALLOWED.
the acceptance that everything is included - life as it is -
me exactly as I am. There is nothing "wrong" with any of it!
It's all embraced as an experience of Being. It is all expressions
of the Essential Self, in all it's many forms - the waves of the
Ocean rising and falling back into ItSelf - over and over again.
It's inclusive of the hard times and the easy times, not separating
out the good and bad experiences, as I tend to do - still believing
the distinction in my mind, "complexifying" (I love this word!)
my life. Pure Beingness embraces everything inclusively as
ItSelf - expressing this "me" as ItSelf - all of me; not the
perfection of me. Our Beingness embraces it all -
enfolds every part back to ItSelf - our pain, our circumstances,
our life - as we are, as it is - without hesitation - without resistance.
Everything is ALLOWED.
I know this and forget this.
Everything unfolds the way it does, including the "resistance."
And so I once again whisper softly in its ear, as if to a
frightened child:
"You're included, all is well..."
Everything unfolds the way it does, including the "resistance."
And so I once again whisper softly in its ear, as if to a
frightened child:
"You're included, all is well..."
All we are, we are...
Inclusive...
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Originally written 2010
The song "All We Are" is by Matt Nathanson
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Photo - light through a blue glass
Ahhhh, the sigh of understanding.
ReplyDeleteExcellent!
ReplyDeleteThank you Ron :)
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