Resistance is Futile

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.