Embracing the contradictions
There are two beliefs I have firmly held since I was an adolescent:
- Change is the only constant.
- Contradictions abound.
(This is what I keep telling my Self - as you'll read, I generally give my Self very good advice - though I very seldom follow it.)
It's important to me for my readers to know that I do see contradictions in my Self. I believe those who are willing to see the contradictions and accept them find the most peace in life. Of course, there are things I see in my Self that I would rather change than accept. I do my best, one baby step at a time.
For example, I am quite aware of the contradictory nature to, say - peace work, or activism, or charity. In other words, there is a duplicitous nature even to helping folks. I'd like to believe that I am always giving completely from the heart, merely for the joy of contributing to others' enjoyment of life. But there's usually at least a little sliver of selfishness hiding in the altruism.
Sometimes "shoulds" and duty influence me. Sometimes getting recognition is in the back of my mind. Sometimes getting paid is at the front of my mind. Sometimes establishing a mutual, reciprocal partnership is on my mind. And if those expectations aren't met...well, let's just say I'm getting better all the time...
Another example my mother shared with me a few years ago involved a trip her church group made to Samaritan Inn, the transitional housing center in McKinney. Collin County has a surprising amount of homelessness, hunger, and poverty, considering the vast wealth that most of the residents enjoy.
My mother said that after serving holiday dinner to the folks, as is the charitable custom across the country, she noticed most of her church peers hanging on the wall, whispering amongst each other, and seemingly uncomfortable with sitting down to eat with those they had just served.
Well, my mom, blessed as she is, sat her Self down and made conversation with the folks. She enjoyed the moment of connection, and soon, her colleagues joined in. But this divide often stays unbridged because the "servants" can't imagine ever needing to be "served." They falsely believe that they are better off than those who receive their good deeds.
Without going into the nitty-gritty details, I've learned that everything changes, including me (thank goddess!) - and that even I can't be completely consistent through and through. No matter how hard I've tried to be good, the urge to self-destruct never fails to bubble up into my reality.
In other words, I believe everyone has skeletons in their closets, bad habits they keep hidden, or guilty pleasures to relieve the pain of life - ones that often cause their own demise. I'm not talking about child porn or drug trafficking here - I'm talking about watching TV every evening when you get home from work, or eating fast food, or gossiping with your coworkers about your shitty boss.
Who doesn't do stuff like that - even every once in a while? We feel like we need to disconnect sometimes even if what we're really needing is a connection to the Eternal Silence and Source of Energy. Some could say this blog is but one more project I created to fulfill my need for constant busyness. (certainly not much business happening here...) And how does my time on the computer prevent me from being present with my body?
Especially those of us on the spiritual path need to keep it real. I do yoga nearly every day. I am meditating more and more. I have read about and contemplated diverse religious and spiritual ideals for years now. I haven't gone a day without some form of media entertainment for almost as long. I sometimes want to ram my car into my neighbor's house when her bloodhound barks.
I am but a novice on the path - as is everyone else I am walking with. I have secrets I'm not ready to share. I act in ways I don't understand and hurt my Self and those I care about. Luckily, I'm learning ways to be less judgmental of my Self (and others) now - but it's going to take some serious practice and repetition to transform that hard-wiring.
It's so funny because last night, I intended to attend yoga at the Cosmic Cafe - I didn't even pay close enough attention to my own calendar to notice that a buddhist meditation took place Tuesday nights!
So I walked in, laid down my mat, and took a seat in the chair. It was a book study/meditation session, and the (euro-american) monk who led the (westernized - i.e. english) discussion acted in a very interesting way from my point of view.
As he read the stanza, which discussed seeing a suffering being as a spiritual guide - no matter how much negativity they bring with them - I sensed him singling me out as a newbie and someone who had not planned to come.
"The amateur practitioner may find these concepts very confusing," he said.
Well, even though I'm sure he had the best of intentions, don't you know my ego had a thing or two to say about that! He doesn't know me, he doesn't know what I've studied, what I am living - he doesn't know my Story!
I often think these things if I suspect someone is doubting my intelligence, knowledge, or ability. I have come to see how sensitive I am to these thoughts and fears that others doubt me - which obviously indicates a crisis in self-confidence. (Just like the rest of the nation.)
I wanted to show him my superior understanding by walking up to him after class and asking him, "When I walked in late and confused, did you see me as a spiritual guide? Or did you only see me as a potential disciple - someone who needed teaching?"
Fortunately, my compassionate communication voice won out and valued the connection between us more than "being right" or "showing him up." I merely thanked him for his guidance and mentioned the synchronicity of finding the meditation group - since I've been on the periphery for a whole minute and have longed to participate.
Perhaps these beliefs are mere rationalizations for behavior that some might deem flighty at best, perhaps irresponsible or even self-centered? at worst. I'm willing to say it's possible. (I'm also willing to say - you spot it, you got it - so I've heard...)
But I do know this - the more I accept the contradictions within my Self and out in the world, the more calmness I feel. The more I expect perfection from my Self and my peers, the more prickly, controlling, and frustrated I feel.
By letting go of the mythical images I have of my Self and everyone else, I can begin to feel more comfortable in my own skin. I can start to repair damaged or neglected relationships. I can build our collective future on a firmer foundation.
Namaste. (The Light in Me Honors the Light in You.)
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