The Great Simplification

The fires of this world are raging and you cannot put them out; it is not even your job! I used to think that being a good citizen meant trying my best to do the right thing. Turns out that the right thing is unknowable to the mind.

Once you have botched the job thoroughly, your thoughts turn to what is not of this world. Didn’t Jesus say that his kingdom was not here? Did he not say once you left this tenement of earth, you could live in a heavenly condo (I meant mansion)

Time to take a big sigh of relief; you are not responsible on the physical, mental or emotional level and you don’t know what to do. Let yourself rest wherever you are sitting and let out a big sigh. Feels good, doesn’t it?

If you are a good esoteric student, you already know that the first three paragraphs are your permission to turn the ignition of your mind off and just sit there in the sweltering heat. There is no one coming to save you.

You look around and see nothing but dumpster fires. All talk of love has vanished and you are seeing the situation clearly. There is nothing that you can do.

At some point you get out of your car and start walking home. You see no one and the blocks seem longer with every step. You are friendless and loveless.

If you can stay with this, you will get home at exactly the right time. How do I know this? Because now you know how bad things are in this world. And now you can begin to practice the great simplification. What is it? Two words that keep you far from the dumpster fires of useless thoughts and emotions. “I am.”

Be still and know that everything I have written is true. You will forget, and so will I. The world is a place where the heart sleeps. But at the right time, it will awaken and like a fairy tale, return home to its father (who just happens to own a mansion.)

Vicki Woodyard