It Serves us Well to Remember

Spirit tells me that it serves us well
to remember the horror of tragic events
that might never have happened if …

If what?

If violence was not socially acceptable.

By whom?

By those who commit acts of violence.

How is that possible? Surely, for
whatever reason or reasons, surprise
attacks on thousands of unsuspecting
and unarmed people, as happened
on a day like today, not many years
ago, must have made sense to someone.

The attackers?

Perhaps they were persuaded by some
evil genius that what they were asked
to do was of value to a cause
that justified mass murder.

Yes.

Then, how can we create a world community
wherein such thinking is unthinkable?

We can only create such a community
with individuals who learn to care
for all other individuals.

Surely that is impossible.

Why?

We seem to need to come together
in small groups of people wherein
we each contribute our unique skills
for the benefit of the whole
community; our chosen community.

How would such a small community
be chosen?

Shared values.

And, how would you develop
shared values?

Education?

Yes, but education is never enough.

Then, what else?

This world, and every community,
large and small, within it, needs
individual role models, mentors,
teachers, care givers, and leaders
who understand why they were chosen
to lead.

Is it possible to create such
a world community?

Yes.

As I am is not the way I am, or is it?

Spirit tells me that for me to love myself as I am

Does not require that I love myself the way I am.

 

I can accept myself as imperfect without necessarily

Accepting my imperfections.

 

And, He suggests that I really must work on these.

 

Where would I begin?

 

From the beginning.

 

When was that?

 

It never was.

 

So, what then?

 

You can only begin now.

 

He’s wrong of course. I’ve been trying for as long as

I can remember.

 

 

 

Memories as snippets of reality in a sea of fiction

Spirit tells me that most, if not all of my memories, that I

Seem to think of as original videos of past events and

Experiences are no more than snippets of reality

Within a sea of fiction.

 

Are you saying that I create or created my memories?

 

Yes, to both questions. We continuously up-date our

Memories of the past, to reflect our current understanding,

Unless we have become trapped within an earlier.,more

Rigid and less developed state of awareness.

 

But, I remember…

 

Yes, but do you also remember remembering whatever and,

If you do, then you will be aware that your current

Understanding has evolved, or it has not.

 

Do we move through Life or does Live move through us

Spirit asks me,

Do we move through Life or

Does Life move through us.

 

I am still me, even after

All these yeas, and yet,

Something has changed.

 

The physical part of me is

Certainly not as it once was, but

Even as it once was had changed

From an even earlier once was.

 

I remember being young, or

Was it a dream, a

Living dream.

 

I try to take care of myself,

And yet…

 

Perhaps my aging body was

Designed to fill a purpose

That I do not yet understand

 

When the curtain drops, will I

Still be me?