Monday, October 8, 2012
The World of Suffering
I read something on Facebook this weekend about sending
thoughts of peace and love out into the wounded and tragic places in this world
in hope of healing those who are suffering the effects of war, famine and
cruelty. Certainly this is a commendable idea. But does viewing something or
someone as broken, that requires fixing to be whole or complete, serve us? Does
this viewpoint, this belief in suffering, reflect back into us and into our own
wounded parts? Can we love ourselves and our world enough to embrace that
suffering, that wound, that pain and not attempt to stamp it out with “healing”?
Certainly I do not wish to suffer nor wish this upon anyone else. But if
suffering is one way we learn, is one way our hearts grab our attention that we
may finally release our grip on the ideas and beliefs that cause this suffering,
do I hold myself so righteous that I would try to deny someone this avenue of
experience? And could I really do so even with the attempt? I am reminded of the
Serenity Prayer and accepting what I cannot change and having the courage to
change the things I can. From my present perspective, I do not believe I can
change another person. But I have the choice to reflect back to them either
their own pain or my compassion for their pain, my love for their true nature
that always exists regardless of pain. I believe that we do not have to suffer
to change. I believe I can change myself. I believe that I can see myself as
whole and complete and filled with love, and that by doing so, I offer a light
unto the world that will serve as reinforcement to all who make similar
choices. As we all see and actualize our light, we have no need of suffering as
an impetus for growth. We can then choose to join our lights together and
create a whole new world, one that reflects the true beauty of who we are.
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To me the hungry child, the war-wracked border, the toxic landscape may be avenues of experience but they are also calls to reach out from the one body of which we are a part. That's the beauty of who we are.
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