Many times, as I’m on the way to work, riding a bus and walking through the same streets day by day, I feel deeply at peace and in a blissful state. At home in this perpetual movement, I feel a tremendously satisfying unity with everything and everyone that passes through and by.
At other times that connectedness grows to a level of being too sensitive to it all. Suddenly overwhelmed by the energies of every random stranger that passes me by, I am tossed from feeling their sadness, their bitterness, their anger, their grief, guilt- in a rapid movement I feel thrown through the emotional suffering of person after person, it is not an easy experience to go through at all. The most heart-breaking moment of it is when it settles from feeling each person to feeling the whole over-all energy of all the people that I pass- it is always one of hopelessness, tiredness, loneliness, loss- this is the generic background feeling from each of my intuitive moments. Its an empty feeling. It is a cold place. And I have to hold myself back from shouting out loud- you are alive, each and every one of you miracle beings, wonderful life-seeds- you are blessed with life, with this wonderful planet! It’s a gift.
But I don’t.
Cause I know that it’s a game that everybody has chosen to play.
And then there are those other times. The times when I myself am playing the game. When I walk as if on an alien planet. When I feel alone myself, the odd one out, the one who just doesn’t fit. This is a curse for all of us spiritual beings I know, it is a hard experience to live within a majority who does not understand, yet anyway. What I feel though is that this same sensitivity and the life-path of aspiring towards being full-fledged human spirit has to bare this cross, in fact it is part of our growth. We would not have the inner inclination to walk our own way, no matter the loneliness of that path, UNLESS we also had the strength to be ok with that. We are never given more than we can handle.
Its always the same road that I take to work. And every day the the road is new. Cause it is we who are in movement. It is a wave through ease and difficulty. But let the light on the path grow through all the waving. It will, even if you seem to be pulled and pushed, back and forth, day by day you take a tiny step towards the light, even if for the moment that truth is blocked, and thats all that is needed.
About nine years ago I was involved in a long distance relationship where the emotional abuse of him started peeking out. I was in such vulnerable stage of my life where I was blind and I was unable to see how I was being treated. Until one day I finally woke up and I saw myself trapped thank God I was lucky enough to meet people who were supportive to me & woke me up.
I have learned big lessons from the experience. I can see where a kind of brainwashing occurs. It is almost like you need de-programming to recover from it, and even then, any success you have is by trial and error. It goes a little beyond enforcing boundaries, though, I think. I thought I had sufficient boundaries. What I did have was a desire to have the same kind of life my parents had–and boy was I about to get it. What I did not factor into the equation was the other half of it, really. They say the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, and I learned how diseased the tree can be.
The cycle of abuse begins with us and ends with us. Too many are brainwashed into staying in a relationship that is dysfunctional because the relationship is the thing. Nope…the whole blood is thicker than water thing doesn’t hold up either. Wrong is wrong. Holding onto the wrong is also wrong. Only right choices can make it otherwise, and move forward from there.
Somehow out of the blue I came across this topic that I thought it would be helpful for women & men who face such ugly relationship.
Spotting the Signs of Emotional Abuse
Article continues here: http://www.everydayhealth.com/emotional-health/spotting-the-signs-of-emotional-abuse.aspx
Some people seem to be doing any thing these days to either get more attention, they either have too much spare time on their hand or they just lack the self respect. Somehow a woman put her children on eBay “as a joke” and Several people placed bids on auction. Thankfully both Children who are aged under 10 now in care.
A “VICTORIAN” woman is being investigated after offering her two young children for sale to the highest bidder on internet auction site eBay. The woman, in her early 30s, lives near Geelong. She wrote a “lengthy sales pitch” that included photographs of her son and daughter, both aged under 10.
Several people placed bids on the sickening auction, which has alarmed authorities. Detectives from the Sexual Offenc and Child Abuse unit were alerted to the internet page by a horrified member of the public.The page has been taken down and the woman’s children could be taken into permanent care.
Victoria Police has decided not to press charges against the mum, who claims the act was a joke. Officers continue to probe the people who bid on the children and the Department of Human Services is continuing its investigation into the family. She faced charges under section 493 of Failing to Protect Child from Harm, which carries a maximum sentence of 12 months in prison.
But officers accepted her plea that it was a joke.However, they have referred the matter to the DHS, which is still investigating the family.
I really wonder how dumb can Ebay be. When an alarming incident like this happens an immediate action should take place before such irresponsible mother would go this far. Shame on YOU Ebay.
Why is it such a crime to be wrong?
My apology if I’m not perfect. I’ve been known to change my mind on many fronts. It’s called “living and learning”, a difficult Art for many.
How can we hope for a brighter future when so many of us are unwilling to examine our own imperfection, foibles and beliefs?
Presently there has been an upheaval of fear based stinginess and entitlement.
It is as if Divine Providence had ordained the exploitation of the many by the few as somehow noble and just. More and more of the haughty middle class, the lapdogs of the puppet masters, find themselves in the company of the sick and powerless, too late to save themselves; forgotten, trampled in the stampede of their own avarice.
For every proud bigot comes a day of humiliation.
Every religion and philosophy espouses this one basic Truth…
“Whether or not people live by their moral codes, religious or not, is another issue. But here are some quotes that show at least the concept is there:
Commonsensism: A version of the golden rule put into modern, non-religious terms that some people live by is, “Treat people the way you’d like to be treated”.
Buddhism: 560 BC, From the Udanavarga 5:18- “Hurt not others with that which pains yourself.”
Judaism: 1300 BC, from the Old Testament, Leviticus 19:18- “Thou shalt Love thy neighbor as thyself.”
Hinduism: 3200 BC, From the Hitopadesa- “One should always treat others as they themselves wish to be treated.”
Zoroastrianism: 600 BC, From the Shast-na-shayast 13:29- “Whatever is disagreeable to yourself, do not do unto others.”
Confucianism: 557 BC, From the Analects 15:23- “What you do not want done to yourself, do not do to others.”
Christianity: 30 AD, From the King James Version , 7:12- “Whatsoever ye would that others should do to you, do ye even so to them.” “
With the way this world seems to be shifting under the power of so many leaders and their ego, there seem to be this world mainly about self-reliance where everyone is taught to look out for themselves and “make it”/ become successful. Sometimes people need to believe they are soo great and build an ego, so they protect themselves from being walked over by others. And there are sooo many people in the world, some people don’t wanna feel insignificant, they want to believe their life has a high prominant importance-no one wants to believe they’re here for nothing
There is no better visual image in my mind, of the human ego stuck in its self-imposed misery, than Atlas bending under the weight of the world.
For example as a powerful Titan, Atlas firmly believed his strength was a match for the power of the gods and was condemned for his hubris. And, like this familiar character in mythology, our own ego is not smart enough to distrust its own strength, so it inevitably gets us into trouble.
Of course, it is the disappointments of childhood that define the limits of our adult ego’s sense of strength and weakened identity. Once we are shamed and chastised by the world for our strength as children, we will suffer under the burden he believes we deserve and will accept that the egos small grasp of heaven is all there is.
In the familiar myth of Atlas, however, it is not the weight of the earth, but of the all encompassing heavens that he must eternally lift, keeping heaven and earth forever separate, and the ego does this as well…. it separates us from joy in our everyday lives. We feel its suffering as our own, and this is difficult to unlearn, but, it is the childish ideal of heaven that is the main burden that must be relinquished. Otherwise the experience of authenticity and full aliveness is impossible.
In the Eleventh, penultimate Labor of Hercules, Atlas is convinced by the Hero to fetch him the golden apples from his daughters, in exchange for taking on the task of holding up the sky temporarily. So, the Titan, thinking this is a good bargain, because he cannot relinquish it unless someone else lifts the weight from his shoulders, agrees to retrieve the apples and offers to deliver them to Eurystheus himself. This mirrors the interior confrontation with the ego as well… only an equally powerful “felt sense of identity” can lift the ego’s psychological burden long enough to escape its misery.
And as the story goes, Hercules is not just brawn but brains by this time, and perceiving the trick, asks Atlas for a little support to rearrange his cloak for the eternal task ahead. When Atlas sets down the apples and takes the weight upon his shoulders, Heracles grabs them and makes his escape without ever having to fight the dragon protecting the Garden of the Hesperides.