“Contribution”
- on 30 November 2016
A lot of people are feeling the death of a paradigm. That is why this time is so dramatic: some people live for drama, others (the nicer, less aggressive, though often sleeping part of humanity) are confused and in pain.
It is real, though: the paradigm is dying.
There were many messengers in the last two decades who said so: that our ways of life were unsustainable, that the collective thought forms were toxic, impulsive, and addicted, that the culture’s activities were toxic, impulsive, and addicted; many old prophecies also talked that life as we knew it would end, that a profound change needed to take place, or there would be no survival; water animals are dying en masse due to radioactive radiation leaking into the oceans and because the waters are overloaded with substances that don’t belong into the water, and yet mankind is nowhere near withdrawing from that cycle of destruction: toxicity, impulsiveness, addiction rule the day, rule the news.
What if the messengers of the certain decay and urgent purification were saying that mercy is dying in our world? Mercy — the only indication of spirituality?
And who are our teachers now?
People without a value system who post clips on YouTube: the hick with long nails who decries women’s rights and then admits to not having a single girl-friend; the relationship expert whose last meaningful adult relationship was when he was in college; the narcissist whose idea of loving people is to manage them; new age teachers who come from homes where ritual abuse was common; the self-proclaimed psychic who is in some kind of marriage fishing for pretty women for emotional affairs by offering useless interpretations of what is going on with his targets?
What do all those experts have in common — where is their expertise, as in lived life according to their answers?
Where is their “love” hiding?
You see — it can’t go on this way.
For better or worse.
And it is more worse than better, because the ecocide is going on as we speak, the wars are going on, and in homes, parents can’t seem to reach their children, men and women can’t seem to make peace (as the programming has made it taboo to just like each other; and people believe programming more than their own senses; and the programming has made it taboo to stay away from those you don’t like that much — the implication is that no decision you make can make you content, and you are not meant to be content, because then you are no consumer — and the absurd thing is: all that nonsense is working so perfectly well, a world without love is working so well, and yet — it isn’t… It isn’t at all…)
For better or worse, the paradigm is dying.
I can not determine when it died in me. It was years ago… My long attention span helps me observe everything, and there was some suffering that preceded it that wouldn’t let me undo, or rise above, what I had already found to be true.
And while the paradigm is dying, attention is precious.
May this be of benefit: while I was processing a very hard truth during the suffering I mentioned, my mentor said: “Come on now, all of them are routined at lying, and you know that. Now that you know it, expect it.”
Expect it? That made me snap out of “why me?” “It is what they so. They keep doing… what they always do.”
What does it have to do with me? Why do I have to observe that? Is my attention to it already a support of it? Can I observe “neutrally” at all? Have I not given plenty of support to causes that ended up just like the paradigm: toxic, impulsive, addicted?… What do I want my contribution to be?
That is the key question… in this dying paradigm, the to me already dead paradigm, and for this world that is emerging:
What is my contribution?
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#nurturing #power #mercy #interbeing #legacyoflove
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