I like to spend some time before the celebration activates
of merry and happy descend, in quiet contemplation. I prefer to allow the one loudest thought to come
forth and identify itself. This year it
is “resistance is futile”. In order to
be the most aware of these words, I look them up, and their definitions can be
found here. (Resistance
and futile ). I read each definition carefully, as if I were
seeing for the very first time. I offer
the words a place within me so that they may bring forth their new meaning.
Immediately I am struck by the strength of my reaction to
them both. I can feel them as they move through
me and I notice how their new found presence shakes me to the core. I can see how I respond to them, not just
mentally, but also physically, emotionally and spiritually. These letters and their meanings attached
permeate the concept of self and somehow divide this concept of the self into its
pieces.
I retreat to, “the space within that observes it all; with
no judgment”, and I begin to examine each of these “selves”. Not caring to know the stories each has to
tell, as I would be there until infinity; I just notice how each feel when the
words both individually and collective are placed as a prism.
What I really do notice is how much energy is used to
resist. Resistance within me seemed to
be a constant flow of both conscious and unconscious energy. How I resist everything!
Interestingly enough I saw that the
same was true for the word allowing, as they both seemed to be the opposite
side of the single coin. There is a
constant push and pull between resistance and allowance, with no peace on which
to rest.
Futile on the other hand, was met with resistance as it was
viewed as a giving up as opposed to letting go.
However both concepts giving up or letting go require a great deal of
energy; and through more observation I could
see how exhausting just these four concepts are to me.
I could not help but wonder if these two simple words were exhausting,
what about the some of the others that are in my vocabulary? How many of these word concepts attach
themselves to these different selves and suck the life force energy out of
me?
So I gently return to the words “resistance is futile”, and
begin to see their true message. For they
really do speak the truth; “resistance is futile” meaning that the selves that
claim these words, can no longer do so.
And in that understanding I need to no longer approach my life in the
ways and thoughts that brought me to this point. It can no longer be resistant, allowing or
even letting go. I need to return to that “space within that
observes all with no judgment”. To seek
the safe shelter of that place where energy is neither flowing out nor flowing
in, it simply is. For it is within this
place that time, distance, and energy are at peace; for there is nothing that needs to be done and
there is nothing that was left undone.
So in the coming New Year, when I find myself within the
thought of “resistance is futile”, I will smile and gently return to this
place, for it is my natural home.
Wishing you and yours both, Merry and Happy all around and
peace to us all, Namaste.
