Other people

I’d been wondering and thinking for a while if there was any other way to live on the planet, other than through fear of other people. Other people were very powerful. They could decide if you a/were born b/nurtured c/loved d/went to school e/had a name among other things.

The funny thing was that other people nearly always said that other people were the reason they were miserable…they /had/ to do what they were doing to survive. At any given time it was nearly impossible to get what I wanted, usually because of other people who were more powerful and seemed to thrive on making me miserable. My mother said my father was more powerful, my father said his boss was more powerful.  It went on and on. Nobody felt like they had much control over their life and their actions and they felt trapped by life and circumstances and there it was again–other people’s needs.

Why was everyone doing everything because of other people? To me it seemed like there had to be another answer, another way of living, rather than scrambling for food and living for others and then blaming them when they didn’t give one what one wanted. There was something illogical and wrong about this situation. It felt like I was living a lie.

Even though I was very certain that I was in a trap and there was no way out of this trap the universe had other plans for me. In a life changing event, I met an energy healer and out of sheer boredom allowed my life force to connect with what lay outside what my senses could see. In that moment I felt freedom….I encountered detachment and that resounding question that had bothered me from childhood reverberated in my head. Is there something else besides this endless foraging for food, status, power?

Yes….there is….there is a place called detachment….

I have no name for this…people have called it finding god within…..a sense of abundance even in the direst circumstances—an urge to laugh in the face of fear….this place could be described as abundant.

Abundance is…

Freedom from fear…it is a feeling of a deep letting go. You know when you have something that somebody wants badly and you just pick it up and give it out of a feeling of generousity? a pretty dress, a flower, a home…abundance was the act of wholehearted giving…giving  up, giving in, giving out, giving more with no expectations..or discrimination or thought of return…like how the planet gives food, water, shelter to all its inhabitants. Like how nature creates itself in millions of ways…

When you see the truth with the eyes of the heart, it is hard to buy into the illusion. I was no longer able to live like before as if I did not have enough or I needed something that someone else had. The illusion is quite gripping and our minds are programmed to hide the truth from us….however the heart can see much further into this plexiglass pixelated ever-playing illusion of the world.

The planet itself tells me there is enough for everyone. It is the truth.