Because they're afraid of the answer.
It's easier to repeat rituals and traditions, quote scriptures and talk about people and their miracles that happened over 2000 years ago than it is to explore the possibility of living the miracles out--for example, such as life after death--in one's own life.
Why aren't humans looking more closely at the possibility that death is just an illusion?
Why do humans prefer a funeral and grief and despair over and over and over again instead of challenging and going beyond that old consciousness? Is there truly more comfort in the "expected misery" versus anything else? Is there something we haven't experienced yet that could be more painful than grief and sorrow?
Be honest--do you like the drama of it all? We must, or we wouldn't have perpetuated the death story for so long.
In the days, hours, and moments leading to my own dad's death, I found that I couldn't believe in hell as a final and eternal destination for ANYONE, nor could I imagine any true, unconditionally-loving FATHER/MOTHER-like god condemning ANY child to such a fate. The Old Testament god even stayed Abraham's hand from making a sacrifice of his own son, Isaac--yet that same god in the New Testament, according to the dogma taught by sleepers, supposedly sent Jesus here to be a sacrifice? Hmmm.....
And I certainly didn't want Dad even entertaining the idea of an abomination such as hell in his final breaths--we even had a discussion on that very subject.
You can imagine, then, my astonishment when a devout woman told me how sad she felt when a dying friend said to her, "Keep doing what you're doing, but as for me, I know I'm destined to go to hell and there's no hope for me..." And she lamented to me how he just accepted his hell of a destination. I still wonder at the incredulity of it--the mass consciousness hypnosis that runs so deep. I struggled with trying to figure out if I was supposed to agree and commiserate with her? ABSOLUTELY NOT! She was simply stuck living out a god- (and human-) limiting belief system doctrine--one that caused her deep anguish. She wasn't at peace with the ending of that story in that way either. Her Christian faith had carried her through many a dark tunnel, and her Light shines bright with it--it's not just a bunch of repeated words for her. She listens to the spirit within and follows its nudgings and wisdom. But that long-held belief in the doctrine of Heaven or Hell was't resonating with her either, and it takes courage to explore and question something you've believed true your entire life.
That was the experience she was in at that particular moment, and she wasn't looking for me to fix it or have an answer for her. Throughout her life, she's challenged many of those old doctrines that suddenly didn't fit what she knew deep inside, and I have a strong feeling she was in the midst of looking at that one, too. It doesn't matter where she is with it--this is her life and her experience, and I honor that, and love her dearly. She is an amazing friend.
Deep down, people can't possibly really believe that heaven and hell crap (no apology for my language here because no other word fits)--otherwise they would be moving Heaven and Earth to save loved ones! The ones that really accept that as their truth, and who immerse themselves deeply in that belief system seem to often go mentally off-balance for a time. But those that just dabble in letting someone else spiritually lead them around without exploring it for themselves, on their own, like the juiciness of the story; but they aren't out saving anyone, other than handing out pamphlets and tisk-tisking about the dirty deeds of people. Instead, some of them sit upon little human ego pedestals of superiority shaking their heads at the sad state of humanity, ranting about the imminent end of the world, enjoying the game, the illusion, and the drama of it all--even the perversity, gore and trauma of it all!
Who, in their FULLY-AWAKENED (most of humanity is pretty deeply asleep in the old consciousness) and ENLIGHTENED mind and heart and soul would allow someone on their deathbed to believe they were going to hell? Mercy, grace, compassion and the true unconditional love of God/The Source of All--for me, those are the attributes of true Christianity--and we humans are capable of the expression of all of them with ourselves, and with one another. (Christ Consciousness: Rest Assured--No Soul is Truly Lost).
People seem to think it's safer to try to make rules for others and then effort to try to get as many to follow them as you possibly can, than it is to punch holes in belief systems eons old--simply for oneself.
According to all that distorted religious dogma in ALL religions (few of the oldest established faiths resemble the teachings of the self-masters credited with their beginnings) it takes a lot of deeds, efforting and energy to try to conform and control the masses outside of oneself. But are you truly deep-down buying what you're doing, or are you just trying to keep yourself so busy you've convinced yourself "you don't have time to go there"?
Maybe you're enjoying playing that illusion game--and that's fine if you are. It no longer matters to me what anyone outside of me chooses. I'm just done playing the old game with anyone. If you're interacting with me, we won't be gossiping about trauma-dramas anymore.
It's more secure talking about old miracles performed by someone else perceived as being smarter than oneself than it is to risk realizing that maybe there really is no such thing as a miracle--that maybe "I am that I am" is all there is...
By eliminating superstition and sacrifice does one then eliminate hope in something greater than the simple lowly little human?
What if you take a step outside that box of beliefs, step over that threshold into something one can't begin to even imagine...
Do you dare?
What IS that thing called "Faith"?
We're all quite the characters--actors, that is--role-playing together. These are stories of my awakening, my remembering realization that Home/Heaven is wherever I am. That I am not the puppet on someone else's string. The search is over. I simply FREELY CHOSE to quit searching outside of myself, and realized all my answers have always been within.
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