There are many factors and forces afoot in my fate.
Certainly, I am not totally responsible for all the problems in my life... but I am totally responsible for countering those problems.
Who caused my problem is less significant than who will resolve my problem. I could pursue, litigate, admonish and punish a transgressor but that does nothing to prevent future transgressions. You may have noticed the law does not successfully control anyone's behavior, it merely makes some behaviors require more anonymity.
If I have more tempting possessions than I can protect, thieves will be attracted. If I am victimized, I am assured that every effort will be made to apprehend and seek punitive measures against the perpetrator, for all the good that does me. Stolen possessions are not often recovered.
If someone lies to me, it is my fault for believing them. I usually know what to expect from my acquaintances, and expecting more than they are known to provide would be my mistake. Parents, teachers and even preachers will tell you what they sincerely believe, but that doesn't make it true, even though they might not intend to prevaricate on purpose.
If I am killed by an intruder or aggressor, I am assured that every effort will be made to apprehend and seek punitive measures against someone, but murder victims seldom recover. I think it is more prudent to focus on not being a victim in the first place.
I believe that you believe what you say and are willing to stake everything on the truth as you know it. Honorable people will tell you untruths, though, if they sincerely believe it themselves.
If there is a crack in my crust, it is only my “fault” and only I can heal it.
If I blame you for my hurt, I have given away my healing.
Where does blame lie... It lies to me!
As an untrained spirit, I was given the earth and its surroundings as a proving ground. My lifeforce creates a rhythm and my essence, my soul, tries to play that music.
Something powerful watches over and protects me in love and caring. What that is depends on who you talk to and what they believe. I call that Force, My Guides, because there is more to Them than my mind can assign to one entity.
My Guides give me answers I need to protect my existence and maintain my direction. I asked for guidance for a dear friend… and was told “That is not Our job, it does not threaten your existence.”
“My existence is moot without purpose…” I replied, “What am I doing here?”
“You have chosen to be a Stormchaser chasing other humans storms while fleeing from your own. You seek out emotional danger for physical stimulation and try to make it moral for spiritual gratification. We are not concerned. Your pain is merely mental, your existence has no immediate threat, your efforts are noted even if they are unsuccessful… you will abide.”
“Your friends spirits are like a placid lake with a high speed watercraft race continuously in progress. You can watch the race and feel the excitement… as it drains you... or you can focus your effort to try to halt the race within and calm the waters… as it drains you.”
“We give you peace and you long for challenge. We provide solitude and you long for company. We give you protection and you long for danger. We offer you love and you feel a need to find it on your own… you are a currency in the Multiverse, but you are free to spend yourself as you choose.”
“We can’t guide your friends, they have their own guides… and, like you, they ignore them most of the time. You cannot point their way, you can only help them find their own relationship with The All, their own guides… if they trust you.”
“We cannot comment on others fate, we can only protect your existence, not theirs. We cannot protect your emotions… your own lake has its own turmoil.”
“It is all good! You will learn to be a productive spirit by learning to become a valuable human… or not.”
While riding my bicycle one day… I felt a wobble… I fumed a fount of expletives and invectives and blamed everything from God to groundhogs for my plight. Fortunately, I knew a wise man with a wrench… and soon my bike was wobble free and fun again. Mr. Bikewrench made me realize that it was actually some of the questionable decisions I had made that caused the problem. I sheepishly admitted I had ignored some of the laws of God, namely gravity, and some of the laws of groundhogs, namely don’t hit their holes. The resulting imbalance turned out to be my fault.
While riding my car one day… I felt a wobble… I fumed a fount of expletives and invectives and blamed everything from God to the Highway Pothole Department. Fortunately, I knew a wise man with a wrench… and several dollars later my car was wobble free and fun again. Mr. Carwrench made me realize that it was actually some my own questionable decisions that had caused the problem. I sheepishly admitted I had ignored some of the laws of God, namely inertia, and some of the laws of the Highway Department, namely don’t hit their holes. The resulting imbalance turned out to be my fault.
It occurred to me that every time I felt a wobble… it signaled an imbalance… and was usually due to something I did wrong… or did not do right … or did not do at all. I’ve had to rescind all my curses because I have been the one causing the imbalance all along.
Silverwillow is a verdant jewel nestled in the Ozark foothills of Arkansas. It is very protected from the elements and the chaos of society. It welcomes and respects those who respect it... but reflects any fear the visitor can't release. Folks that bring love and respect find it here. Those with darkness to protect feel compelled to leave its light very soon. Greyspirit seeks wisdom and balance... the untapped human potential that many never suspect lies within them. Things tend to fall out of an open mind... and i write them down... and see things there that bouy my quest. These pieces are my personal reward and my personal guide... not my product. I am pleased to discover they have also served some others. Like all of us, i am both a spirit and a human and a product of my own mistakes.
