Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothes? Look at the birds of the air;
they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not
much more valuable than they? Can
any one of you by worrying add a single hour to your life[a]?
And why
do you worry about clothes? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not
labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all
his splendor was dressed like one of these. If
that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and
tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you—you of
little faith? So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’
or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’ For
the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you
need them. But seek first his kingdom and his
righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well. Therefore
do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has
enough trouble of its own.
Matthew 6: 24-36 NIV
I looked for these words this morning when I woke up the same way I have been waking up every morning now for the last week...with tears in my eyes and a knot in my gut. I am thankful for the tears whenever they come and for whatever reason they come...I am...I see how cleansing and healing they are. The worry, however, is not so helpful. :) Thus me seeking out those exact words to put here as a reminder to me, and to you , and to anyone who might stumble onto this page: There is no need to worry. God has your back!
Why the dramatic introduction, then, crazy lady? What tale of woe are you going to dump on us now?
I do not want to dump anything on anyone...and I do not want to define the upcoming challenge as a "tale of woe". Oh, I do still have an ego and it is still making the most of this situation to wrack up pity points, or points earned for having the most challenges on a given day. It still cries out "Poor me! Why does this always happen to me?" as it sneakily seeks pity from others...or at least validation from others to support this idea of how challenging "My life" is. Yeah, ego is still very much around and sees this as an opportunity to be seen and heard. "Hey, if we can't have the rewards of a smooth and easy life ...maybe we can win the life challenge game." Crap! That ego is crazy making :)
I have evolved enough to know that self-pitying ego is not who I am and that Life cannot be narrowed down into something that belongs to "me". Who I am wants this experience to be seen as an opportunity for learning and growth...not as another random punishment from above. I see ego...I hear it...I watch what it does and how "I" let it sometimes...but I keep bringing myself back to the truth...that I do not have to listen to it, or follow its council. So, beyond ego's twisted intention...my deeper intention for coming here is to share the learning this human I call "me" is learning, to share the growing I get to do beyond "me" through this experience. I truly want to view this as an opportunity, not as a problem.
I am also still exploring this question, "Are the happenings in our life just random occurrances or are they following some pattern of intention? Am I intending these occurrances somehow with a very powerful mind that is stuck on an ingrained pattern of negativity or on those limiting beliefs in the samskara layer of my psyche ?"
The answer to these questions will determine how I approach this life challenge. That is where the learning and growing will come from...to answer these through felt experience rather than conceptualization. If I come to see that Life is completely impersonal and simply a random unfolding of events...I would focus my time and energy on learning to "accept" and "make peace" with what is. If, however, I see the unfolding of phenomenon being directly related to conscious intent, I would put more time and energy into removing the negative from my intention. Of course, it is our human mission to do all of these things, isn't it? To see the powerful nature of consciousness which we are an emanation of...to allow Life to do what Life does through us, finding peace no matter what it offer us...while at the same time doing what we can to vibrate at a higher level as we seek to match that which is the essence of who we are. It all comes down to consciousness, doesn't it?
What the heck are you talking about? What is this big life drama your consciousness wants you to learn and grow from?
As of the 11th I will be homeless...well, I will no longer have a home. I guess the new politically correct term used these days, to avoid stigma, is "unhoused" or I can say, "I will be experiencing homelessness". These are much better terms to use ...removing defeating stigma and judgement from a being due to their life situation, isn't it? It also supports the remembrance that all life situations are temporary, they can change in a minute . A person can have a home one day and the next day be on the street...and vice versa. We cannot define people by whether or not they own a house, can we? (Answering that question, I believe, is a part of the learning that is leading me in this direction.)
Anyway, D.'s son and his dog, recently displaced, are moving in...and in this tiny space there is definitely not room for three of us. (He is 6 foot 4 and 250 plus pounds). There are other reasons besides the physicality of his presence that have led me to make this decision...and yes, it is my decision. No one is forcing me out.. I just know realistically that the three of us can not live together. I made my perspective very clear before the decision was made, and it was made knowing that. I do not blame D. I would likely have made the same decision if it was my child.
Regardless, here I am...about to be "unhoused". That does sound so much better, doesn't it? Of course, that doesn't mean I will be on the streets, though it could lol...I have no idea what is up ahead in my future. Unlike so many people who find themselves unhoused, I have emergency, short term options. I have the option of sleeping on a couch at my son's...and yes, I made the choice that that house remains my son's or I could stay in the spare room, possibly, at my daughter's for at least three weeks at a time...possibly...all possibly because I have not told my children yet...with the wedding coming up in a couple of weeks, it is not a good time. I have other kind beings offering me a spot to crash, which I cannot accept but I do appreciate. At least I know I won't be displaced right onto the streets, like so many are. That brings a certain ease.
I have no idea about the intermediate or long term future. Facing where I am financially is proving to be very difficult. When I am forced to face how little I have material wise it is both a shock and it is also very, embarrassing ( like I said that part of my ego is still around). I have a very low monthly income from pension...definitely not enough to rent a place, let alone sustain myself. ..I have no back up...I had to cash in all my savings and investments when I had to go off work off and on between 2011-2019...let's say it this way so I do not slip into that victim mentality again...when I chose to go off work to support my health...without disability insurance. (Oh man that was a hard time, and its consequences are coming back to haunt me now)...and on top of that I incurred so much debt just trying to keep a roof over my children's heads for years that I have yet to pay back. I was able to pay back some because of a stupid choice I made out of desperation ...made just so I could pay back some people...but of course not enough and I had to keep incurring more. .Every decision I made did not factor "what will happen to this "me" in the future " into the equation. So, the little I do bring in every month...is technically not mine...I owe it all. I definitely , and in all honesty, own nothing of material value. I am in great debt for someone who owns nothing. I have no vehicle anymore (so I can't live in that :))
So, I am not venturing out into this new independent life style as a woman in her sixties on a solid foundation, am I? My past is catching up with me. I find myself trying desperately to forgive myself for going off work when I did...for not trying harder, for not pushing myself harder. It was just so hard to cope with feeling so crappy and working and raising children on my own...I chose health and well being over future security, even without support. It seemed like the "higher good" choice at the time. It really did. I thought I was doing it mostly for my kids...but man they struggled anyway...it didn't seem to do much good. So, here this human I call "me" is...
I love when the tears come up as I ponder this...so many remaining samskaras from that time need to be washed away so badly ...I want them all gone. So, if I can free myself of all that residual junk and trauma and still end up on the street...it will be worth it. Being purified and open would be worth it. So, I wonder if that is why this is all happening.
I am also reminding myself instead of focusing on this "human" who is now in survival mode... to remember the higher purpose for being here: "to seek you first the Kingdom and His righteousness" which I see as meaning...seek first what is really important: God, connection to who we really are,, maintaining an open, compassionate, and loving heart, serving Life rather than asking Life to serve us, building trust in the Ananda layer of our beingness, the Higher Self, the omnipresent, omniscient, and omnipotent forces that cannot necessarily be seen or understood by our limited nervous systems. Instead of worrying about how I am going to get a house of my own, get food, drink or clothes that I can simply trust that these things will be taken care of if I use this time and challenge to go deeper. This can be a time of great spiritual growth. Maybe, I can look at it like I am entering "the forest dwelling" mode as the Buddha did, or entering a Himalayan cave like the rishis did... One of my possible options is inhabiting an old abandoned camp that belongs to a family member...in the woods. There is no Waldon's Pond but maybe I could use that time for exploring Life and writing more deeply. I don't know. I do not want to romanticize this very challenging situation that too many humans and other beings experience in a lifetime.but I do need to explore teh greater meaning for it as I refuse to let it bring me down . I just know that I cannot let it bring me down.Hmm! I don't know.
We will see how things turn out. Until the next time, let's do our best to remember that God has our back. Our needs will get met, even at those times when it might not seem that way.
All is well.
