This was a question I was asked this morning. Here is my answer:
I have a creative mind; eyes that are aware of what seems to be and yet continually compares that transitory flicker to the pure and unadulterated Reality of what IS; the inherent goodness and purity behind all illusion. As I see the apparent contrast between the two, my mind nudges me into action that can bend the illusory present moment into greater alignment.
My actions are usually simple. A smile. A breath that acknowledges toxic lingering emotion in the atmosphere while recycling my out-breath into a refreshing exhale for those who follow behind. A wave at the passersby. A warm verbal acknowledgement. A quick (or dallying) pull of a weed or two as I walk along the street. A planting of a flower patch. A card of friendship; or a text; or a voicemail of encouragement or acknowledgement.
As I have pondered my short existence and the beauty that my heart so wishes to apply like a balmy blanket to the world (even single-handedly if necessary), I have wondered if I have done any good. Has my life even benefitted anyone? Although I am aware of my attempts to make the world better, I have also seen my motives twisted by others, my name dragged through the mud. Sometimes dazed, yet undaunted, I have continued on, mentally reviewing a story I have shared often.
A social scientist set up an experiment in a vacant lot bordering a schoolyard. Within a long-abandoned car, he sat, having set up video cameras in strategic locations throughout the playground. During recess, he watched. So did the cameras. He saw the kids shooting marbles, the boys dribbling and practicing their baskets. Captured on film were those who played tag, those who sat in small groups laughing. Also noticed was the little dirty-blonde girl with a ponytail who, seemingly oblivious to anyone else, was skipping around the perimeter of the concrete: “La-la-la-la-la-la…” with a contented yet tuned-inward smile.
At the end of several days, the researcher gathered his equipment and hunkered into his laboratory behind his screen. Sequencing the footage from each captured angle, he aligned the frames second by second. It wasn’t long before he picked up a common thread that made him pause in wonderment. That lone single girl; off in her own little world. She was working a miracle in that playground! As the scientist watched, even though there was no eye-contact between her and the others, no acknowledgement… it was impossible to deny. As she drew closer to the boys shooting baskets, whoever was at the hoop shot better than they did otherwise. Same thing with the marble-players; accuracy increased as the little girl neared. Indeed, wherever she went in her dreamy far-away humming, whenever she drew near anyone, they actually performed better than they did when she was further away. Dumb-founded, he watched scene after scene play out in front of him. That one lone girl was weaving an invisible spell of light within that playground. No denying it. Amazing!
Waking up this morning, I pondered upon the different chapters of my life: My childhood; my school years; my classrooms filled with upturned faces looking to me; my days and nights of pregnancy, childbirth, raising and loving my children, preparing them for service to others then releasing them ahead of their appointed time; my years as a single mom as we have been called from one locale to another; my recent four year relationship that ended in an emotional “mis-carriage”…
Never wanting fame or the spotlight, yet so intensely longing to be a catalyst to resolve the world’s woes into wonders… I have realized little apparent good come from my life. Yet, I have continued to smile. To wave. To recycle with my breath. To acknowledge good. To assist wherever I am. To encourage.
No matter how hopeless this world may appear to some… perhaps I may make a small difference today. Maybe someone’s burden may feel not quite so heavy. Perhaps another may see a little clearer and thus, align his steps upon surer ground. Perhaps the boy shooting baskets near me might aim more accurately. Perhaps the smile I pass on as I walk along the road will be transmitted to the neighbor’s daughter and from her to her dog. Perhaps someone will make a different choice than they would have without my acknowledgement of their existence. Perhaps. Perhaps. Perhaps.
In my pursuit of Real Truth, I have given up everything. Crawling through the “eye of the needle,” I have learned the *mysteries* and am now giving my life to assist YOU to dis-cover Who *YOU* really are, along with your unique gift to offer humanity. As you learn to seek (in the right place and with purified intent), you WILL find treasures of lasting value, along with every promised reward. Together, we will establish a society of humane beings and live life ALIVE, on PURPOSE, and with a sociality unequaled… because we will each BE and view each other as equally and profoundly DIVINE! Please… catch this Hope and Vision and join with me.