We, as a culture, both in the United States and Australia, spend an inordinate amount of time fighting Things. We fight other humans in ongoing military arenas, obviously, but daily life has also become absolutely saturated with the language and zeitgeist of fighting everything from cancer to drugs to clutter to thigh gaps. We are at constant war… ever vigilant against others and ourselves. You have to wonder what this constant saturation of fearfulness and ready to fight or flee posturing does to us: I suspect it isn’t good.
Yet there is power in surrender to what is, even if we don’t like whatever it is that is happening. At a certain point, fighting becomes exhausting, and we have no choice but to surrender and let go. We let go of expectations. We let go of wanting things to be different. We let go of needing to be right, to be the “winner”, to stand out from the crowd. There is a quiet dignity in stand still in the moment of surrender, feeling the roaring of the collapse of our egoic dreams as they shatter and crumple, leaving us naught but the simplicity of surrender, for it is in this moment that we are able to hear the quiet whisper of God. If only we allowed this to happen without all the fighting amongst and within ourselves first, without the grasping of our mind to the idea of What Will The Neighbors Think? or This Is Not How My Life Should Be.
I don’t believe in the Devil as an external being, but The Devil as utterly delusional unconsciousness that torments us in our minds as irrational beliefs and thoughts? Now that one I do believe in. God manifests in us as the wordless stillness that accepts everything and judges nothing. God manifests as the small, quiet voice of reason that recognizes the rest of the crap that we rail against or cling to – constantly and unnecessarily. It is through the shattering of our imagined reality that real reality can manifest.
Stop fighting it. All of it. Really. Just stop. There is peace beyond understanding in acceptance (not meaning we have to stay in bad situations, but we can accept the present moment for what is is with clarity), and the possibility of a different direction emerging when we do.