I’ve been away from blogging, trying different medications (five, so far) to correct the mild seizures in my brain. The seizures don’t cause me to fall to the ground and shake, but they affect everything else. Since no medication has worked so far, or the side effects are too great to bear, I’m on do-not-drive orders through December. Then we will start again. Now I know that when, in a dream, I saw my hopes and dreams flying away on little wings, and a large wooden cross fell on top of me, what the message was. This is my cross to bear. (The strangest part is, I’ve been driving with this for fifteen years. I’ve hit a lot of curbs but, thanks be to God and the angels, no one or anything else.)
I’ve been thinking about us humans, how we make decisions, how we live–such as, will we wear the white hat or the black hat? If we rob homes or grocery stores, rape or murder people and so on, we will likely spend some portion of our lives in prison. What goes around comes around, in the here and now. But fate brings unexpected twists, as far as I can tell to everyone at some point in their lives, and we are forced to adjust our perspectives.
I’m thinking about history and evolution, the drive for power, control and the cruelty used against so many others. We’ve made giant leaps since then; we’re more aware of others, due to technology, but also because we’re evolving on the inside. We’re seeing life in new ways, realizing that we humans need each other, and that we can choose the Higher Road without losing ourselves. It feels good to care and to serve, ever climbing the mountain to find the answers at its peak.
Today, we divide ourselves with lines on maps and by neighborhoods, but can you imagine what we look like from God’s perspective? There are no fences when every cell of every life-form is connected. Christians and Muslims, Jews and Arabs, Protestants and Catholics, critters, plants and humans–we are all one. We’re in a ‘tween’ place, not back in the dark past but not quite into the light of the future. Evolution is taking us, whether we like it or not. We have come to a fork in the road. Will you go the hard way or the easy way?