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As any regular reader of this blog knows…and bless you for that…I’m less than perfect at using the laws of consciousness. I know how they work, I know what to do, I practice using these principles all the time and I catch myself more often when I miss the mark… a good thing…and I’m sooo much better than I used to be, but I still have reactions that are so automatic, that they come and go before I can say Jack Robinson. Hecky doodle, another weed seed planted in a blink of an eye.
Fortunately, just catching our reactions is a great opportunity to uproot that weed seed before it produces rotten fruit, bringing something we could happily live without. We read something in the newspaper that pushes our buttons, or watch something on the telly that is annoying and just accepting or consenting to it on a regular basis is enough for it to become a part of our consciousness, and get it reflected into our world as an event, or a person or a condition.
Self observation is the only way to go folks, because to change our experience of the world, we all know we first have to change the current arrangement of our mind, to change the mental activity that makes us who we are, and gives us what we get. Like queue jumpers for example.
Explanation required. Yesterday we took a trip to Legoland – and not being smart enough to remember to get our tickets before we went, it meant that we ended up in the blazing sun in a huge long queue. And no, it wasn’t comforting to know that tons of other people were equally not smart enough to get their tickets ahead of time.
Ah yes, good question, what’s the common demoninator? Right, that would be me.
So here we are at Legoland and there I am and there’s my queue jumper right on cue. After all where ever I go, there I am, taking everything in my consciousness with me. It really isn’t about the other person, it really doesn’t help to walk away…well okay it does if you’re about to bop them one…but over the long haul, they’re going to show up again, same old experience wearing new clothes.
I keep getting the same old experience in this area, because I’m still the same old me.
I’m ready to open my mouth, probably in my sometimes blunt British way, when My Darling One shows up and suggests, oh so kindly, that I take O.W and sit under the shade of the old oak tree, while he lined up for the tickets. Have I ever mentioned he’s very Zen? I took his advice and off we went. But I’m still feeling put out even as I enjoy the shady, cooler seat.
And then I catch myself.
Ahaa, said I to self, you can stay here in this ‘put out’ state, handing control of your day over to this unknown family, OR you can choose something different. So I chose something different. I chose to let go of having to control the queue, I chose to let go of being controlled by queue jumpers, I took a deep breath and let it all out
For the rest of the day, hot as it was, frayed as some people seemed to be, I only experienced pleasantness. Lots of excuse me’s when someone got in our way, lots of smiles and how are you’s, and yes, lots of sorry’s when someone got ahead of themselves and us in queues.
Hot as it was, it turned out to be a very cool day.
It’s important to change our reactions to all that is unlovely and unacceptable to us, because truth be told the qualities we condemn in others are really in ourselves, in our consciousness. This isn’t as obvious as aha, she must be a queue jumper, I’m not, but somewhere, sometime, I accepted the idea that this happens to me and I pushed against it and consequently continued to experience it. As we change our mind, we can and do change our life experiences.
This is the true secret of forgiveness, for as you forgive others you are forgiven. And we forgive by letting go of condemnation or reaction; then we’re liberating ourselves from the very thing that caused the event in the first place, the mental conversation that took place within us, the beliefs that we’ve fostered, the ideas we’ve accepted or consented to as true. We are free to see the only truth worth knowing…there is no separation…we are all one.
Here endeth my lesson from Legoland.
Encourage one another.