It never occurred to me that the COVID 19 pandemic the world is experiencing at this moment in time could turn out to be such a blessing, even with all the suffering and pain that many are going through. I’m well aware of the hardships people are struggling with, physically, mentally, financially.
Nonetheless, I see that our planet is healing from many conditions that humanity has put upon our environment; some innocently and some deliberately. Seeing how our skies have cleared from pollution; how the Venice canal is clear and supporting dolphins swimming there once again; and so many more examples that warm the heart and bring renewed hope.
Yes, I am also well aware that our environment may go back to the way it was, after the restrictions are lifted; that our earth may become clogged and polluted once again. Still, I see that even this pause has brought fresh air to our planet and to humanity. The pause has given us time to reflect on how to live in the “new normal”. The pause has given us an opportunity to bring more light and harmony to our lives and to our world. I’m grateful for the pause, in so many ways.
I see that so many people are enjoying the “stay at home” directive, promoting family time, eating dinner together, playing games together, couples coming closer. And yes, I am also aware that there are more domestic problems as well. My modus operates to look at what’s right rather than what’s wrong. I know that when we focus on what is right, this clears the channel from the formless essence to help clear up the form.
This doesn’t mean that everyone will adopt or understand the potential of “seeing” what’s right. Nonetheless, even if a small part of the population “sees” what’s right, this will help our physical world and help us to be less judgment of those who don’t “see”, and as a result of their lostness, make a mess. As Syd so often said, “Life is a contact sport.”
I came down with a mild case of the coronavirus and was isolated at home in our bedroom for two weeks, while Ken, who has remained well, was isolated in our home office. He cared for me so tenderly, bringing me mini meals, as he was wearing a mask and gloves, to prevent contagion from me. Offering me comfort and peace when I needed absolute quiet.
It was an amazing experience. The first 2-3 days, at the height of the fever, I experienced an extremely busy mind. I’d not felt that busy minded in decades. And I couldn’t stop it. I did notice it, and remained busy minded, feeling like a hamster in a cage, going around and around in the circular wheel.
During this busy mindedness, I couldn’t stand the thought of television or reading. It absolutely was totally distasteful to me. And normally I love TV and reading.
It wasn’t until the fever passed, and my mind started to clear, that I became interested in TV/reading. I took this for granted, was pleased to be feeling better and interested in the outer world. However, I didn’t realize that Mind had been protecting me during my busy mindedness from more outward stimulation until I had an insight about this and was able to connect the dots.
I was astonished that even though I wasn’t aware I was being protected, I was still being held by Mind! Evidence that we’re always at “home”, whether we know it or not, nestled in the comfort of Mind, Consciousness, and Thought.
In addition, a couple of weeks later, during a webinar where I was a guest speaker, I had a shift in my understanding, as I was conversing with one of the participants. A woman mentioned feeling guilty and anxious about the challenging time we’ve all been facing. She said, “I’m fairly new to the Principles. I do understand that we create our experience and so when I feel frightened or anxious, I feel even worse, because I’m creating the feeling of anxiety. I feel responsible. It’s all on me.”
I was startled as she said this because I realized in that moment, that I’d not felt guilty when I’d been busy minded during the fever. Nor had I blamed myself. I had just noticed my busy mind and that was it. I was and am so grateful to that lovely soul who in sharing her thoughts had prompted insight for me; insight that even during the height of my busy mind, the fact that I “noticed” it brought acceptance of my busy mind, not blame or judgment.
I also felt such respect for the woman as she shared her vulnerability and honesty in telling all of us how she’d felt such a heavy weight at experiencing anxiety, and on top of that, blaming herself. I heard her say “I see that I’m doing this.”
In response to her, I honored her wisdom, and pointed to her “seeing”. I felt such a connection, such love for this soul. The feeling touched her, and from that feeling, she began to consider her wisdom, rather than staying focused on blaming herself for feeling guilty and anxious. For a moment, she hesitated. I could “see” that her pause was her wisdom stirring. And I knew we were close to the answer arising within her.
This is what I said to her, “You have two choices; you can live in anxiety and blame, or you can live in “seeing”. Where do you want to live?
Her face broke into a smile. “Well, obviously, I’d like to live in “seeing”.
“I rest my case”, I said. I knew that was enough. She knew where she wanted to live. Nothing more needed to be said.
I was facilitating a retreat with a group and among the guests were some younger adults, one who was a university student. The youth were all from the same family and were basically there because their parents wanted them to be there. . .
They were respectful, although I could see that they’re weren’t completely tuned in to what I was sharing. That is until I told them the story of my conversations with a Mafia leader I’d met in another country, when I was travelling with my daughter and her wife. I shared the enjoyment the three of us had the Mafia leader and how different he was from our previous imagination of Mafia, based on television shows, etc. This story really attracted their attention and they began to listen to the other information I was sharing.
During the break, I went over to them to thank them for attending. I let them know that I was very appreciative of them being there, and that I understood that they may not comprehend everything I was pointing to. I said, “If you get a nice feeling, that’s what’s important. The beauty of these Principles is that you don’t have to understand them in order to benefit by them.”
This attracted the university student, and as the other youth drifted away to get some snacks, he lowered his voice and started to speak of his insecurity and how this got in the way of his studies. He mentioned that a family member had introduced him to the Principles, and it had helped him a bit.
“I still struggle, though.” he said. “I seem to do well for awhile and then my thinking takes over. I can see that I sabotage myself. This is really hampering my success and then I get more anxious. I don’t know how to get out of this.”
I immediately tuned into his phrase, “I can see that I sabotage myself.”
My heart lifted and brought a huge smile to my face.
“Did you just hear what you said?” I asked him.
He looked puzzled. “I sabotage myself?”
“No,” I responded. “You said ‘I see’.”
He continued to look puzzled.
“You can rest in “seeing” or “sabotage”. Where do you want to be?”
Again, there was a pause. I gave him a hug and said, “You’ve got it.”
He began to smile, and returned my hug. “Thank you,” he said.