We play by rules we choose

Spirit Teaches I Ching Wisdom.

 

Today’s I Ching is 7 – The Army.

 

Spirit explains: As today follows yesterday into the past, so The Army

Follows Contention (6); and, as today reaches toward tomorrow, so does

The Army reach toward Closeness (8).

 

I can understand The Army and Contention acting on each other, but,

What relationship can The Army have with Closeness?

 

When reason alone fails to solve contention then power is a necessary

Organizing force. It serves a good purpose if it can bring together

Contentious groups. It can contribute to a sense of closeness.

 

Okay, I can accept that, but how does it relate to me?

 

Who is contentious?

 

Perhaps I am, at times.

 

Who is The Army?

 

I don’t know.

 

Is the army as a referee in this instance?

 

That’s possible, but not all referees play by the same rules.

 

What rules do I play by?

 

Perhaps rules of your own choosing.

 

Yes, and so do you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Truth is not the same Forever

Spirit tells me that truth about whatever is whatever seems to be

The truth about whatever, until we become aware of, and understand

What seems to be more true about whatever than we previously

believed.

 

Like everything else, truth is not the same, forever.

 

So, what should I believe?

 

About what?

 

About anything or anyone.

 

You can only believe what seems to be true, to you.

 

While it seems to be true?

 

Yes.

 

 

 

There is only one story.

Spirit tells me that our capacity to understand what is happening

Around us greatly expands over a lifetime. But, our awareness

Does not develop without experience and with reflection on that

Experience, with intent to understand why it happened and what

Effect it had on our development.

 

When we recall childhood memories we need to be aware that they

Are memories of a child, the child we once were. A child recorded,

Perhaps traumatic experiences, as seen through the eyes of a child.

 

Now, as an adult, we revisit the past and view the situations from the

Perspective of distance and, hopefully, developed maturity. In the event

Of a similar situation experienced today, we might respond quite

Differently than we did long ago.

 

A child is usually helpless and frightened in situations beyond her or his

Control or understanding. The memory of terror, felt as a child, would be

Possibly missing in our review.

 

Our personal collection of memories is as a history book. There is usually

No continuous, interconnected series of events recorded. And, what we

Do remember may or may not have contributed, more or less, to our

Present level of maturity and understanding of our life.

 

Then what purpose is served by our memories?

 

They tell us a human story that helps us relate to other human stories,

Real or fiction.

 

And we are more able to feel a connection with other stories because

They confirm our own life story?

 

Yes. It’s the collection that is the real story. Our individual stories make

Sense only as part of a greater one.

 

I think you’re leading me to something.

 

Yes, the awareness that there is only one story.

 

 

 

 

 

Learning to Understand Life

Spirit asks me if I would wish anyone else to share

Such a relationship as we seem to.

 

The answer to that one is easy, and simple.. No.

I would not wish for anyone the stress of the strugggle

I experience, with no end in sight.

 

Why do you continue?

 

I’m not aware of any option. Besides, I seem to

Need to hold on as long as I can.

 

Why?

 

There could be some reward, and perhaps

Learning is its own reward.

 

What are you learning?

 

To understand life.

 

What have you learned so far?

 

That it’s still a mystery, to me.

 

Yes.

 

 

 

Different teachers for different seekers

Spirit tells me that there have always been Spiritual teachers

Who cared enough for their community to risk their lives

To share the wisdom that had been shared with them.

 

There have always been people who needed to understand

What life was all about and what purpose socially accepted

Rules served in their particular time and place.

 

How can we understand rules whose purpose has not been

Explained to us? Or does not seem to make sense?

 

Spirit tells me that leaders have always feared being

Questioned abut the purpose of rules they impose on

Their followers. The very nature of rules requires that

They are not an option and must be obeyed.

 

The problem arises, claims Spirit, when these rules

No longer serve their original purpose, the best interest

Of the community and, instead, serve, or seem to serve

The personal interests of those who enforce the rules.

 

Then a new teacher rises up out of mass discontentment

With old ways of thinking, to share a new way of living that

Requires new rules.

 

The old game then begins again. Young people insist upon

Change while the elderly remember that they too were once

Young and had listened in their youth, and followed a then

New teacher and new leaders with new ideas of new rules.

 

So, what is the solution?

 

To what?

 

To sharing new ideas of how to live.

 

There are no new ideas of how to live.

 

 

 

Do you try to look?

Spirit asks me if I can understand why whatever is

Happening is happening, before I am aware that

Whatever is happening is happening?

 

I protest. Something is always happening.

 

Yes.

 

Then what should I do?

 

You could practice understanding why what has

Happened has happened, even while you practice

Being aware of what now is happening.

 

I try.

 

Do you try to look?

 

Closing doors

Who closes the doors that close

On our life and that leave the

Past behind, but in a way that

Doesn’t really let us cope with

Why the doors had to close?

It wasn’t my idea, or was it?

I was totally unaware, or was I,

Of the Price I would be paying,

Perhaps until the end of time,

To follow Spirit. How could I,

How can I explain that

I really had no choice, that

It seemed to be my destiny, and

Though not knowing what the price

Would be, I must have always

Known that, whatever it was,

I would pay. Perhaps not gladly,

But, I would pay.

 

Spirit tells me, gently,

Aware of my pain, that

The doors that seem to be

Closing, were never open,

For me, and that I somehow

Needed to believe that

They were, while knowing

In my soul, that I was just

Pretending, because

I needed to believe,

For whatever reason.

 

 

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?

 

 

Not to be discouraged because

Spirit tells me,

Gently, I hope, or do I only imagine

A sense of gentleness, not to be

Discouraged because I never seem

Able to be all that I want to be, or

To be able to do all that

I want to do, or to understand

All that I want to understand,

Because, He tells me,

None of us could ever be, do, or

Understand any more than

A small portion of all that is

Still waiting for us to do, and be,

And understand.  We each

Will always be becoming

More of what we now are, and

More aware of who and what

We are, spirit.