Once upon a day…
A person was traveling their life path when they decided to stop, turn around and reflect upon their journey thus far.
When the person turned around, not one, but two roads the person once walked appeared.
One road showed them all of the pain, loss, and failure they had endured. The other road, all of the beauty, peace, and joy they had experienced.
Because the person couldn’t bear to make any more mistakes or experience further pain, they decided to sit at the crossroads of reflection for many days.
Lo and behold, fear also settled upon this person. The person became frozen in that moment and was unable to continue their journey.
Suddenly, on the fourth day of praying and meditating at the crossroads of reflection, the person heard the crackling of tree branches and leaves.
Peering into the distance, the person imagined they saw a majestic shadowy figure walking their way from within the thicket of trees that separated the two roads.
The light that emanated from the feminine figure illuminated the entire area. As the figure walked gently closer, the person bowed their head to the ground, for this person just knew they must be in the presence of someone or something sacred – someone or
something more ancient than human beings.
With reverence and joy, the person slowly lifted their head upwards towards the woman who was now clearly standing in front of them.
Feeling strongly that the figure was sent to answer their lamentations, tears began streaming down the person’s face.
“Please tell me how to proceed, the person begged. I don’t want to experience more pain, loss, or failure.”
The woman’s beautiful laughter echoed throughout all the beings of the forest, “Dear, child, there is life and beauty on both of the roads you’re looking back upon. There is also pain and disappointment upon both of those roads. Look over there, child.”
The person looked to their left, and about twenty yards away, the person’s eyes stopped on a huge pile of human bones.
The woman continued, “There have been many human beings who’ve spent their entire lives at this crossroads of reflection, waiting, praying and meditating, but never venturing beyond this place. They were all paralyzed by the fear of experiencing pain, loss, or failure, so they made no decision at all, which is a silly decision, don’t you think?”
“Yes, not making a decision is a silly decision, but…”
The figure interrupted, “You’re asking the wrong questions and meditating upon the wrong things, so of course you’re going to come up with no answers, or conjure up more confusion.
Morbid reflection only leads to morbid projection, which is a sneaky trick used by fear.
When you can see what is just a little bit beyond what you call right or wrong, sweet or sour, beautiful or ugly, happy or sad, success or failure, then you’ll see me, remember my name, and know that I am one of the few things in this life that you have any control over. I am sacred. I am older than human beings. I am at your complete disposal to use correctly or incorrectly whenever you wish.”
After saying those words, the shadowy figure vanished back beyond the crossroads of reflection.
The person remained at the crossroads of reflection and began to pray and meditate about what is a little bit beyond right or wrong, sweet or sour, beautiful or ugly, happy or sad, success or failure.
Like a flash of lightning in the middle of a moonless night…
The answer illuminated this person’s mind, heart, and the truth of their path.
The person’s laughter echoed through the forest in true relief and pure joy.
The person smiled as the realization came upon them that she is sacred. She is older than human beings. She has always been at a person’s complete disposal. In retrospect, the person had used her correctly and incorrectly many times in their life.
The sacred figure’s name is…
Just like that, the person remembered the times when they experienced pain, loss, and failure, but because they assigned Meaning to do her job correctly, the pain was used to create joy for others, the loss to give more deeply, and the failures were nothing more than learning experiences.
The person also remembered the times when they were surrounded by beauty, peace, and joy, but because this person assigned Meaning to do her job incorrectly, they had experienced frustration, isolation, and loneliness.
There were many times when this person was surrounded by water but still thirsty. And there were many times when this person was in the middle of a desert, but with sacred assignment, the desert was transformed to an oasis of life-giving water.
As Meaning’s reminder settled deep within this person’s heart, the crossroads of reflection instantly transformed back to the one road this person had walked.
The moment the person continued to walk their life path with renewed resolve, the illusion of fear almost instantly melted away.
This person is now assigning Meaning to do her job correctly. Past. Present, and Future!
What about you???
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