A simple seeker was mournng for someone she had never met, at least not in person during this lifetime.He was, to her, as a hero – a giant of a man. Even the trees around her hung heavy, as if to share her mood.
“We each come for a purpose, and when we’ve completed our chosen role…”
“I like that story, but …”
“It’s more than a story. But ..?”
“If it was time to go …?”
“And it was.”
“Then why did he have to …?”
“Perhaps that was part of the plan.”
“What plan?”
“His.”
“And we each …?”
“And we each …”
“Did some of us choose to be bombed?”
“Not everyone who is.”
“Then, what …?”
“We each choose, if we’ve developed the capacity to choose.”
“And the rest of us …”
“A supporting cast of millions.”
“What purpose …?”
“To learn to develop your capacity to choose.”
“To choose what?”
“And where, when, how, and why.”
“And who?”
“Yes.”
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A simple seeker’s note to herself
Thinking back on my discussion with Spirit, it still distresses me to think that some of us might actually choose to live a seemingly meaningless life, or one full of dangers.
“What kind of dangers?”
“Any kind.”
“Any is vague and general. Be specific.”
“Why would anyone choose to be trapped between warring armies, or between forest fires that seemed to be merging?”
“Is that where you are, now?”
“No. I was just using those scenarios as examples.”
“Why?”
“Why not?”
“Why not dare to come a little closer to home?”
“What does that mean?”
“What might it mean?”
“My personal situation?”
“Yes.”
“I’m not sure how to describe it.”
“Try.”
“Okay. Why would I have chosen to struggle with someone I can’t see?”
“Perhaps you didn’t trust your physical senses and wanted to bypass them. Would I have had the same effect on your mind if you could see me?”
“Perhaps not.”
“Yes.”
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Simple Seekers 