How much power and control do we have to create our reality? What about karma? Life lessons?
And what the “haves” say to the “have not’s”
Lo! I do struggle with that one just a bit more than some—from what I’ve observed it’s the “have not’s” who are more concerned with this question. The “have’s” just go about having and don’t think about it much I suppose—well, maybe they do and that’s why they “have” in the first place. OR having or not having is not their karma in this lifetime—maybe it’s something else their soul struggles with. Hey, we’ve all got our own personal bug-a-boo I suppose. I’ve worked with many clients who have plenty of money—an excess in fact—and you should see what their worries are! To us “have-not’s” those things can appear pretty laughable and to us their so-called problem seems easily manageable, but I have to be careful not to minimize their dilemma any more than I like the “have’s” to minimize my “have not” issues.
I do notice though that those “have’s” who want to give me some type of “have not” advice almost always come from a place of having daddy’s inheritance, a hard-hard working and high-income producing life partner, or live on huge retirement benefits–those types of things… I’m just sayen’. I try to be patient. They mean well but usually don’t understand or even if they did once, they’ve forgotten.
It’s simple—make a plan, create your reality, affirm your will—right? Yes. And; No. There’s the laws of karma and causality and energy that must play out no matter what you affirm or how much will you demonstrate. Yeah, I hear ya’. If that’s what you believe, you say, then that’s what you will experience. I know all that but I’m talking about what some would call “Divine Timing” or what in Tarot Card language we’d call the “Wheel of Fortune” card or perhaps we could use the word “destiny”. Astrology is my new ‘thang’ more-or-less lately (besides swimming) and more than anything else it explains things like… well, that classic book entitled, “Why do bad things happen to good people?” Essentially, one can see the karmic patterns and the timing of the events and what the soul is learning which ‘splains quite a bit and helps one work with the soul’s plan rather than making one of one’s own and working against it.
Do we make a plan or go with the flow
Someone says, “Well, make a plan”, and I laugh because …. Well, what’s that line, “… best laid plans of mice and men”… tell the Universe your plans and make the gods laugh.
I have faith and trust that The Divine Assistants know our mind and heart ‘help us to help ourselves’. And believing that we do have that assistance working on our behalf, I am assured.
Yet I’ve also realized that we are here working through the energies that have already been set into motion so that the best plan we can make (if we make one) is to find the way to be at peace with “what is”–and that’s not easy task some days! Our heart’s desire is the plan and if we trust that while having faith that the path will be cleared and the way will be shown and known to us in exactly the right timing, this is the best we can do until the energy shifts to align with those intentions and the soul plan.
Like the old saying goes–make your intention and express your will and then let go, and let god.
That last step, surrender, is what us “have not’s” get pretty good at over time—something the “have’s” may no nothing about.
Or maybe they do.
Meanwhile, as a “have not”, I usually flow with whatever happens while holding the general outcome desired in the mind and heart, following guidance daily as it comes–for me its the best way to fly. If you ask if I am making a plan, that’s my answer–it’s worked thus far.
I was thinking today about how once I fell of a clinician stool in a clinic full of patients and other physical therapists. I was moving from point A to point B while rolling on the stool between my two patients and caught the wheel on a towel on the floor. I laughed along with everyone and announced that I’d planned that! No embarrassment—okay very, very minimal.
So could I feel that same way about my life today? Could I look at some of the “revolting developments” like my mother used to call them – those frustrations of life and act like I planned those and laugh about it? Hmmmmmmmm….. really, did I and could I?
I’ve been learning about co-dependent arising of energy and it’s complicated but we could say it has to do with that k word that everybody cringes about—karma. There’s good karma too and lots of it and I’ve got a lot of that going and I think we all do, so why do we tend to be focused on the opposite? Good questions to contemplate in meditation to get a personal view. But Buddhism already has some of the well thought out and logical insight already there on the plate but fair warning—there “ain’t” no savior in Buddhism; it’s all you and if you can’t handle that one, best not go there.
But one part of Buddhism has to do with just looking at what we think of as reality and not arguing with it and just seeing it as the illusion it is. When we energize the illusion by getting all excited about it, we create all those “arising’s” as we drift farther away from …. What’s the best word to use here? Tranquility Base! Yeah, I know, it’s a 60’s reference to the Moon landing but I like it.
To me that’s the core and base still mind that simply just IS and there is no thought there on tranquility base, simply tranquility. The more we drift away from tranquility base and play in illusion and energize the thoughts that create the illusion, the less tranquility we have and the more cause and effect, ugh, that K word. With positive karma in mind and realizing we can’t just sit in tranquility base 24-7 (we do have to engage in certain functions), the more we energize the most positive illusions, the better.
All of this is another way of saying what all the modernized teachers are saying which are the ancient teachings of Buddhism.
Anyway, I’m going to pretend just for today that no matter what has happened recently and what is happening now that I planned it like that; I’m going to agree with it just like when I fell off the stool. No resistance, no trying to make it any different—these frustrations, these “revolting developments”… I planned it that way and let me laugh at it all like I did when I fell off the stool. No need to take it all so seriously—right?
However these things arise, these developments, some have to do with me and others don’t—life is as life is. I can’t take credit for everything and I can’t be blamed for it all either; I am only a part of it as I breathe in and breathe out… it’s an illusion and what affects me personally, I planned it that way and it’s funny. Why? Because it’s all an illusion and it’s only as serious as my mind makes it!
I had quite a laugh earlier today reading an email from a Buddhist friend of mine who, like me, just made it through another x-tian holiday with x-tian family members and reading it had me laughing out loud! It so helps to have others who get the illusion and find humor in it! Hey, I planned it that way!
WARNING: this is a vent; read at your own risk. Awakening at 3:30 AM
So anyway. Okay. That’s probably IT. Neighbor karma! And they say if you don’t fight against the karmic consequences; that is if you accept without resistance, this releases the karma.
Are they butchering their own meat for dinner with a chain saw? Or grinding up ice cubes in a blender to make frozen margaritas to get drunk on? Or shoving what they can shove down the electric garbage disposal? You have to love the way they yell right over the top of the noise—even when the grinding sound isn’t happening and they are within two feet of one another—yelling at the top of their lungs! What’s that about, huh? Say, What!?!!?? If you are Indian (from the country of India – not to be confused with Native Americans), please ask yourself why you scream at the top of your lungs when it isn’t necessary?
Well, it’s obvious, isn’t it? This ain’t no monastery and (that’s not all!). Besides that…
I can’t get no… I can’t get no…. I can’t get no… SATISFACTION! (Rolling Stones)
Remember back in the mountains when the new neighbor massacred an acre of perfectly healthy and happy trees displacing numerous trees and deer and birds, et al –? (I’m talking to long time followers of my blog.) There was a disturbance in the force – a horrid ripping up of the pre-peaceful energy field – it felt terrible. Awoke to that same feeling at 3:19 AM! Voices shouting—a woman’s voice! NO, don’t tell me they’re at each other again downstairs.
Lovely! The young people in the next building were on their patio whooping, hooting and hollering to the silence of the night. Humans around here are just blowing off steam, releasing their stresses is the guess. Why oh why does this particular kingdom of beings (human kingdom) who have the most advanced brain potential on the planet act like dogs? No, dogs are much more intelligent; they bark for a reason; at least most of the time. Unfortunately, this same level of intelligence is not able to be attributed (at least by me) to the downstairs Indian neighbors and the young “drunk-at-3:30 AM-hooting-into-the-trees-neighbors” who live in the next building a mere 30 feet from the one we’re in. Watch out! There’s competition for the human idiot of the weekend prize around here—the Indian couple below me now has competition.
Come to think of it, I’ve always had neighbor issues (karma?) even back into my late teenage years. The man in the house next door used to stand on is porch (only feet from bedroom window) and call his little black dog named “sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooH-TEEeeeeeeee”, correctly spelled “sooty” until I wanted to pull my hair out! Then years later there was the neighbor who would send her son to my house to play soon as she got home from work so she could entertain her latest boyfriend. And then we had the old couple who… well, never mind. Yeah, neighbor karma.
Maybe they (downstairs Indian couple) got some message yesterday—who knows? Loud Indian People, I’ll say it again–Loud Indian People! Well, let’s start with Friday night; they always come back from Monsters, Inc. (Lowe’s Headquarters) on Friday nights really geeked up and louder than any of the other days of the week. I was into my writing when they blasted in downstairs, their voices escalating as the night wore on. I tried to be tolerant—obviously another bad day or week for them and they’re fighting about it again. I put my headset on and piped into my ears via my headset the meditation and relaxation music that I’d spent hours ripping off CD’s last week. I was prepared!
Go ahead freakazoid Indian peeps! I’m prepared. Can you believe that over certain music –which I had playing full blast as loud as it the volume will go—that I could still hear them at certain times?
I was writing the lesson on astrological elements and modalities—earth, air, water, fire and cardinal, fixed and mutable signs. The lesson I was writing was a bit complicated to explain so to keep my focus, keep myself sane and to keep my sense of humor, when they’d yell out below me, I’d yell back that the male part of the couple has won the biggest mouth of the week award and I congratulated him duly and properly in my own language to match their voice volume (loud) while they barely took a breath, not listening to a word! Not that they could hear a thing over their non-stop vocal drama. She would wail out in a long vocal diatribe on occasion and at the same volume, I’d hoot and holler back in response that unfortunately, try as she might, she wasn’t nearly as obnoxious as her male counterpart although at times it was rather close. Then I’d wish her better luck for next week and go back to my typing certain they did not hear a word over their own vocalizations. Did you ever hear pig calling? No. Really. It’s a sport in certain parts of the American’s—they have pig calling contests. I really think this Indian couple should enter; they’d win@! — hey, don’t judge me; this blog and that are my ways of DEALING.
I can’t imagine what the heck they’re grinding down there but from the shouting, it’s getting pretty exciting for them right now.
Yesterday morning I played an hour of Her Eminence Mindrolling Jetsün Khandro Rinpoche for their listening pleasure (and mine). She may have (who can know for sure?) out talked them putting them into a more quiet trance for the rest of the day. Who knows really since I made it a point to be out most of the day with the family—it was my grandson’s birthday. But before I left, their voices were subdued. Thank you Rinpoche!
There’s the Mindrolling Monastery in India. Do theses Monkey Mumbai’s (as I lovingly call them) know about it I wonder? It’s located in the foothills of the Himalayas in Dehra Dun in North India. Well, if they can calm down downstairs, I’d like to contemplate further the Yanas! The first step to this is to accept my neighbor karma with love, compassion, toleration and did I say acceptance, yeah, several times now.
May I accept what I cannot change! I am no longer in the peaceful serene mountains. I am not in living in a monastery. I am in the middle of slumdogs, making the best of it, accepting my karma, learning toleration, but to love this is a bit of a stretch; I’m tolerating until I get to go home. Let there be peace on Earth (the kind that doesn’t come from alcoholic overdose or scream fighting with others until exhausted – the real kind).
Well, the grinding stopped downstairs, so maybe I can get some work done now. Yeah, it’s Sunday but parts of me don’t know that—an old throwback habit from my peaceful, serene days in the mountains. Many times I did not know what day or time it was.
Oh, to finish on a positive note—the celebration of my grandson’s birthday was such a contrast! We had a lovely dinner together at Olive Garden Restaurant (his choice) and came back to a little party at home wherein we played a few rounds of Catch Phrase, and then his mother read to him a list of memories about him that we all submitted to her beforehand at her request. His task was to guess whose memory it was. Then we each read 15 things we love about him (since it was his 15th birthday, 15 attributes or virtues, etc.). Again we had these prepared ahead of time to read. It was very beautiful actually.
His aunts gave him a savings account in their name that they opened for him and a booklet of the account and deposit slips – the account being for saving for his first car. We supported this with our own monetary gifts and he received a few video games and his mother’s big gift to encourage his music and this he was so thrilled with it—a violin! We all then enjoyed a totally awesome ice cream cake which was especially good since we’ve all been dieting. A warm, beautiful family evening!
Later I came home to bathe, sleep and be awakened at 3:30 AM to the party of drunks hooting at the trees on the balcony next door. Such is life, the acceptance of my neighbor karma, and now we’ve come full circle.
Judging from the voices below, I feel another teaching from Her Eminence Mindrolling Jetsün Khandro Rinpoche in my immediate future!
PS—why do people SLAM cupboard doors? Answer?: because they can (I suppose?) Accepting my neighbor karma—trying to send love; help me Buddha!
….and as I end this diatribe they are screaming at each other below me. Meditate? Ha! Perhaps a charnel ground meditation for me today? Chad– Perhaps and if I must.
This is about surrender and release and it’s personal, very personal. In some areas, my life is very private; yet sometimes I blog about certain things and try to make show the silver lining.
Sometimes it isn’t easy to find it, but in the process of sharing… well, maybe it will be helpful to someone. Maybe something you can relate to in your own life and if nothing else–even if you find no wisdom here–perhaps you will find some things you can relate to which help you feel less alone.
Maybe you can make a connection here for a purpose that is useful for you… this is my wish and intention. Please read on and see what you make of this as it applies or can relate in some way to your own life. These are thoughts for consideration, offered with L.O.V.E as MJ would say to make the world a better place, as he says.
It’s been like a war zone around here since transiting Mars has been approaching it’s return to my birth Mars—talk about shock and awe! Like Bush bombing Baghdad and shake, rattle and roll, the bulldozers and earth moving equipment sounds and wounds to Mother Earth have rocked my inner world! I admit to being rocked back on my heels with this bulldozing, tree murdering, earth ripping event.
My ego has been having a bit of a field day with it and then this morning I woke up knowing that it was time to surrender, to let go, to accept ‘what is’.
After all, it is. My Mars is pretty passive by nature in the 12th house with Cancer on the Cusp and blended into natal Pluto and Saturn, it’s pretty intense on all those inner 12th house levels. My Mars can get riled up but when it does, that 12th house Pisces energy takes over and helps me to surrender. Call it letting go and letting god if you’d like; yet, I’ll have to call upon that surrendering process even more so as Mars will soon be squaring my natal nodes (yikes! – real karma producing stuff if I’m not careful) and then over my Ascendant! The last time Mars crossed over my Ascendant, I got myself in some trouble. My impulsive Mars signed up for Match.com and after realizing it was a big mistake (that took no time at all), I realize further that I’d wasted not only time, money and energy, but put myself through some hoops that I didn’t need to jump through. Yes, there was a lesson in all that and some inner realizations but this time as Mars crosses my ascendant I’m going to watch those impulses. Mars jumps before it thinks sometimes. True, sometimes in life we have to do that but let’s move on for now. We’re talking early November before all that happens anyway; but it’s a good example of how astrology can help one prepare.
Since I’ve stepped through the most recent time (the “revolting development”, as my mother used to say) rather publicly, I’m hoping maybe it will be some type of service to someone. What I mean is that things happen that frustrate the be’jezus out of us (as the saying goes) or trigger us, just as the neighbor who I call the muggle has done for me. That total disregard and disrespect for nature has been quite disturbing; yet what causes that? Now we get into the good stuff.
My attachment or my position to the idea that nature should be respected and my attachment to that delicate balance not being disturbed as it has been around here this past week—that’s what causes my suffering. And frankly my attachment to those trees just across the road, it was something like a privacy wall for me in a way and I loved watching the birds fly back and forth from the maples in the front yard to the maples across the street. So yeah, I cried like I did on the day they bombed Baghdad feeling helplessly frustrated and highly attached to my idea that what was happening should not be! There it is again, you see? The need to surrender to what is and then of course doing something about it if it’s possible and then taking some of that serenity prayer wisdom, “… the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference.”
Yeah, so there it is then and of course I’ve been resisting that process of surrender a bit and realizing it is only causing me pain to remain attached to my indignation and resistance to change. Now I have a cruddy empty football field /slash/ air strip of dead trees and destruction across from me with bulldozer machines and other earth rupturing equipment parked here and there in the chaos (they may as well be military tanks and dead bodies) instead of the beautiful forest that was there. What can I do about it? It happened before I realized what was going on—besides, I was frozen in “shock and awe”. So yeah, I’ve been resisting my new view and the sounds of the heavy equipment. Lovely that the landowner across the street, who I call the muggle actually owns the heavy equipment company – set this guy loose with the entire Appalachians at his disposal and… no, let’s not go there. Anyway, I sat on my front porch the other day, when he was destroying the land on the other side of his house and out of my direct view. And while sipping my cup of Chi tea, I forced myself look at the view and find something positive about it. I could not! (Or maybe would not because I was still resisting the whole ‘what is’ thing.) I told myself you are going to sit here a minute and get used to it and find something to like about it! Nope, it wasn’t going to happen that day! Okay, I said to myself, then get in the car and go somewhere and we will try again tomorrow!
Each time I hear the earth mover out there as I’m typing this, I take a deep breath and surrender and I’ve had to do that a number of times already this morning and its only a bit past 10 AM as I write this. It will happen; I’m getting better and better at surrender. A person just has to get over the shock first, then the anger, then denial and then comes acceptance—I’m beginning that last stage of the grieving process. This time it has been slower, maybe because is happened more suddenly and I wasn’t prepared. Usually I surrender much quicker than this; I hope I can surrender much quicker at the time of my own death. I’d like to think so because I’m already preparing! Anyway…
Suffering a Loss? Here’s Help to Get Over It!
Nobody likes sudden, dramatic loss or change of any kind, but that’s life. Life is always changing and it is the one thing we can count on and be sure of. And yes, of course, in the grand scheme of things I realize that one football field sized loss of forest isn’t a big deal compared to things like human death/suffering. I suppose most people would say the death of a human or loss of a home is much more of a loss then a bunch of trees, right? It’s all relative; besides, I am using my own little drama here as a teaching example to use for any scale; or at least this is how its turning out. And could I think of worse loss? Totally, of course! With Uranus transiting my 8th house, anything can happen and if there is an 8th house (death) mortality… let’s just say that I’m happy that my family is in tact. (My mother crossed just before last christmas when Uranus first entered my 8th house.) But IF I had to suffer a sudden loss, best it be the trees that I’m attached to rather than a family member. So the universe is taking it really easy on me in comparison, right? So now the loss of trees (as compared to the loss of a family member) doesn’t seem so bad and that is the technique that the Dalai Lama uses–to think of how it could be worse and then to look at what is and it does not seem so bad. 🙂 You’ve got to love those Buddhists don’t ya’?! It’s all relative is what they say.
I saw an image of the Dalai Lama this morning on my Facebook timeline. He’s my hero; look at how he has surrendered his anger to what the Chinese have done to Tibet. He is always teaching the Tibetan people about the poison of anger and has loving compassion for the China. And I’m sure he’s had to forgive the rest of the world too when he asked for help and none (or very little support) came.
So whatever loss you may have currently or disappointment or fear or anger—let go. We humans seem to have the need to grieve the loss and then accept and reach for the Sun–for the enlightenment that experience provides for us and for others.
I mentioned this to a Facebook friend yesterday–it’s something else that helps. There is a possibility–and I’m sure I suppressed this deeply if it happened–that maybe I was responsible for destroying a segment of Mother Earth or deforestation from a previous life or another time, who knows? We will, as humans, often project onto others things that we ourselves are guilty for but cannot admit to ourselves. And we project onto others our own guilt or self-anger. Either way the pain comes up and we either release it or create further karma.
So, all I’m saying is that if I can imagine how I might (just might) be guilty of what I dislike the muggle for (in this case, the current destruction of trees and tearing into Mother Earth, destroying animal’s homes)… if I can just imagine how I maybe could have at some time been so thoughtless and egocentric myself, then it makes it easier for me to release my attachments and anger. It’s a method that helps one let go of judgment, thus releasing attachment, thus ending suffering.
Another thought I want to add is about karma.
Last night I remembered about this and thought maybe I have tree karma since this seems to happen to me time and again–where I go, trees seem to be massacred.
Honestly, I am still sorrowful over the evergreen outside my bedroom window that was murdered by the landlord–a beautiful hemlock pine. Okay, okay–shouldn’t have mentioned that… starting to get emotional again. And as if to punctuate the end of that sentence, I hear the slamming down of the dump truck which sounds like it’s in my living room! With the trees being gone now, there is nothing to buffer the noise. Geeze! Deep breath, letting go… I surrender while trying to bless the muggle for giving me such excellent opportunities to practice letting go.
You know the kind of tree you sometimes see on christmas cards with snow-covered branches? The image to the right isn’t her (my old hemlock friend); she was actually bigger and more beautiful.
Anyway, when something happens, maybe it is karma? We don’t always know for sure, but if we accept it and don’t become angry or blame and all those things, then we don’t create additional karma or future further karma–see what I mean? So letting go is for our great benefit.
If we say something like, ” Alright I accept this as it is without anger or frustration or disappointment, this releases me from the need to call in or create further future experiences of this nature”, it is another way of letting go and surrendering. And as sure as life, we call things back again and again until we’re sure we’ve got it right–and then we recognize it and say, Okay I now know how to handle this.
I let go, I surrender, with ♥ L.O.V.E. ♥, with ♥ L.O.V.E.♥, with ♥ L.O.V.E.♥
and with Courage moment-by-moment as long as it takes for myself and for all sentient beings to be free from all suffering. Soha.
In reconnecting with some significant soul roots and memories relating to Tibetan Buddhism, an epiphany occurred. Satori!
The reconnection with this aspect of my soul has been developing for over a year now. I’ve been watching movies, reading books and ingesting other forms of Tibetan energy available on the information highway of this dimensional reality for quite a while now.
In doing so, it is clear that I’ve been basing my intuitive inner truth on the teachings of Tibetan Buddhism without consciously realizing it. I’m now conscious about it–more aware of the connection.
Virtue, developing virtue–this is something that my higher mind gave to
me many years ago in response to my inner question about what we’re all doing here! This correlates with something I read last night in a book of Tibetan teachings as it relates to “karma”. That word (and the other word, “soul-mate”) represent concepts that are highly misunderstood by most of us who have incarnated into the West.
It’s way too sunny and beautiful outside today for me to spend hours blogging about this. I’ll get back to this topic on another day when the rains come. Besides, “getting” something on deep levels and then putting that into everyday words in a blog may take a bit more thought.
Meanwhile, I’m going outside to wash the winter dirt and salty snow/slush marks off my car and engage in some other outdoor projects in the sun–but I will be thinking about this while doing so… this whole “virtue” thing.
I will convey a one-liner as food for thought on this topic: Developing the virtue of patience releases the karma of anger.
There’s so much more to understanding the level of mind (often called illusionary) of cause and effect versus the true nature of the mind.
Meanwhile, I just wanted come to “my place” (my blog) and write about how, all along, I’ve had a semi-conscious knowing about something and (then drifted away from that knowing somewhat) and now am re-incorporating it consciously.
Don’t you love it when you have those moments in which you can finally say, “I always knew that but didn’t know I knew but now I know that I’ve always known and I now know it in an even deeper way!”–?
Haven’t you had those kind of moments too?
I’m going out to play in the sunshine and celebrate Spring along with my remembering!
Wishing you an
PS~ Wandering Jupiter went off for another adventure. Woke up the other day and he had disappeared. Don’t see him around town anywhere either. He vanished as quickly as he managed to appear.
I’d like to think that he came by for temporary rest and healing and received it.
He taught me more about myself, as all relationships do… even relationships with animals. Sometimes, relationships with the animal kingdoms can teach is even more about ourselves than human connections.
Thanks to all who helped by sending healing thoughts for him.
Happy travels Jupiter! My love goes with you, wherever your Sagittarian self has gone.
Jupiter Footnote posted a week later: A neighbor of Jupiter’s family (who had been looking for him) saw my flyer in town, took the paper to the human tribe who belong to this completely deaf and nearly totally blind dog.
The folks called me and thanked me since Jupiter was located via the help of my flyers and, anyway, he is now saftely back home!Thanks to YOU readers for your mental attention and kind thoughts regarding this temporarily lost member of the animal kingdom. You helped. We love happy endings.