Monday, April 05, 2010

Learning from Enlightened Beings and from Racists

Learning opportunities can be found everywhere you go. At least that's been my experience.

So often, people feel that they can only learn from those who are "above" them in one way or another. People who have more experience, more training, more degrees, more workshops and seminars and classes under their belts. True, such persons often have interesting tidbits to relate, but what I have found is that every encounter with another human being is a learning opportunity.

This past Saturday was a case in point. I attended a meeting of spiritual seekers, some of whom are familiar with every New Age writer and lecturer on the planet, it seems. One of the participants insisted that fear was clouding our conversation. No one else perceived this, but she was adamant.

Her judgment set off a battle of egos between her and two other women. Each time one of the women rebutted something said by one of the other two, I clearly saw this as an attempt to prove to the others and perhaps to herself that she was just as evolved as the other two. This went on for well over an hour until finally they agreed that they were all on the same level of no longer being human and being pure beings of light.

Wow, I was so tempted to challenge that, but really didn't want my ego to become embroiled in all this. The lesson they gave me: Sit back, breathe, relax, don't get involved in this battle of the egos, no matter how tempting that might be. Later, I thought how wonderful it would have been had one of these gals just stopped, smiled, and said something like, "We obviously aren't communicating well here. Something is amiss. How about if we just drop it, knowing that other topics will arise where we will be better able to understand each other. But for now, let's just be quiet and let other people speak. Why don't we just listen?"

The lesson from these gals is a big one, one that I require a reminder of now and then. How often during my life have I felt the need to justify my existence, to defend my position, to try to force others to see things my way! What a waste of energy! I am so thankful to these three that I could just sit there and let them duke it out without getting involved.

Besides, I feel that being a human being is a great gift. Sure, let's evolve our consciousness, but during this life, I'm a human, with all the wonderful feelings and emotions that entails. I was given a human body to enjoy the sensual wonders of this planet, and I was given human emotions to expand my heart to eventually embrace the world.

My idea is that speaking of "levels" is misguided. I have learned from racists and sexists just as surely as I have learned from supposedly evolved human beings. For that matter, I have learned a great deal more from rocks, trees, dogs, birds, babies, and beams of sunshine than I have from the majority of "spiritual" people I have met.






















And one of my most valuable lessons has come from a woman who openly admits she's a racist. From this gal I have learned that the best attitude you can adopt when someone slights you, betrays you, abandons you, hurts you, does you wrong, is to smile, shake your head, and say, "Aren't people interesting!" No attachment to their slights, no involvement in their drama, just shake it off and move forward.

Perhaps one of the biggest lessons is that there are no levels. People move in and out of understanding, in and out of insights, in and out of purity and the need for an emotional and spiritual tune-up. And the truth is that we can often learn so much more from behavior that we do not want to emulate than we can from those who are telling us how to be as evolved as they are!

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Southern California, United States
Perhaps my friend Mark summed me up best when he called me "a mystical grammarian." I am quite a mix--otherworldly, ethereal and in touch with "the beyond," yet prone to being very precise and logical, when need be. Romantic in the big-canvas meaning of the word, I see the world as an adventure, as a love poem, as a realm of beauty and wonder.

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