A recent resurfacing motif in this holographic merry-go-round I refer to as life has been relentlessly enticing me to dance. So let's dance.
Fear. I have been contemplating its role in our everyday lives due to many currently occurring personal circumstances that would generate fear for most: loss of job, loss of relationship, loss of place to stay, moving across the country to a new city based upon the beckoning of intuition, and overall up-rooting of the past. As I see it, fear acts upon us in two ways, depending on which perspective we take.
1) Fear elicits a cautionary reaction to situations, facilitating our drive for survival during perilous circumstances, ultimately reflecting our inherent fear of DEATH/GOD. If we view fear in this way, it necessarily follows that we either don't believe in God (I know this seems paradoxical, but give me a minute) or we are simply afraid of the ultimate power we possess. Why, you ask? Well, simply put: if we are afraid to greet God through death then it necessarily follows that we don't believe in a true God, since God is said to be All-Loving of his creation, which implies that God must be truly beyond our ego-centric view of Good and Evil; in other words, God--an infinitely perfect being--created you and your existence (if you are a "believer"), so how could he have failed in creating you the "right way"? Therefore, our "sins" must be no more than human constructions, and each moment of our life--whether deemed good or bad--must be a moment of learning that somehow brings us closer to the embodiment of that perfect creation. As far as being afraid of the "ultimate power we must possess", let me explain. If the prior said statements are true, and we were truly created by a "perfect" being, each moment in our life must be total perfection which means...(drum roll, please)...we must be part of that infinite perfection! When we are able to assimilate this idea into our own worldview, then we will slowly shed our ego-based preconceptions of our "sins" and our life will be viewed with great mystery and awe as each unfolding moment yields eternally more understanding and bliss.
2) Fear, it seems, truly acts as the ebb to curiosity's flow (the yin to the yang) throughout our existence, so that we don't follow to the "holy grail" too quickly, before our fractured minds can comprehend or understand it. In other words, a little voice inside compels us to continue forward through life--despite its apparent hardships--because we cannot let go of the concept that there is something at the end of the rainbow. Regardless of our fears, we propel ourselves further into the fire with each passing sunrise, whether conscious of the fact or not, in order to learn more and further unravel our understanding of existence. From the beginning of this search we are generally afraid of many "irrational" things: the dark, the boogie man, witches, goblins, monsters, etc... As our curiosity propels us to further understanding through trial-and-error these irrational fears are replaced by more "rational" ones: bills, security, self-perception, social-perception, etc... However, most of us don't pause to take an overall look at the process, which brings about the realization that we are slowly preparing ourselves for something. And I submit that it's Death/God. Slowly, fear falls by the wayside as curiosity takes hold, and we march full-fledged into the depths of our Self for ultimate truth.
Remember this: as long as we view ourselves as inherently "sinful" and "guilty" we are off the hook--until death--for our meeting with God. Fortunately, some people slowly come to the realization that this idea is a farce, and the search will exponentially increase at that point, because fear slowly but surely becomes conquered. What do we find at the end? I'll save that for another post ;) And that's my word.
