I had often felt the words: “the world is a mirror” sounded like another spiritual cliche and I would almost bristle at hearing it. It’s one of those things I asked myself: what the hell does that mean?!
Now I have someone in my life that does appear to be a mirror of sorts. Let’s call her Rea, short for reality. I realized she is the outpicturing of me. The me of two minds on a subject that is near and dear to my heart.
There is the me who believes in the happy ending. I’ve even seen and felt that happy ending, in my mind’s eye.
Then there is the me who gives myself to the “reality” of what appears to be, in the moment, an undesirable unfolding. Something that I take to count against my happy ending. I put my spiritual stock in that other consciousness, the me who gives up her faith in lieu of what looks like the facts before her.
Now my friend Rea is often given to saying things like “let’s face reality here”. Abraham says don’t face any reality you don’t want to create more of. I’m sure Seth would chime in similarly and the Field Center states that facing reality is an invitation to counterintend which loosely means to run counter to what you would like to intend about a thing.
I am the one of two consciousnesses, of two minds and Rea is the stark image and reflection, the mirror of what this other mind gives its allegiance to.
Yet I have other examples in my life of people who reflect my consciousness that carries faith in the desired outcome. But who do I pay more attention to but the one who pisses me off with her “let’s face reality” spewings. I’m mad that she might be right yet I’m mad at my own reflection, my own outpicturing of one part of my consciousness. Mad at my own ability to create such a good mirror of myself.
Why is it so easy to be seduced by a mindset I don’t want? It’s a question I’m not even going to answer. The why doesn’t matter and answering it won’t provide me with greater consistency. The practice matters and the consistency of it matters most of all. If I’m going to be inconsistent, of two minds, I’m going to see lots of people and circumstances outpicturing my inconsistencies. I should thank them, they tell me exactly where I’m vibe-ing. They invite me to be restored again to One Mind. I accept the invitation willingly and gladly.
I am free to be seduced by outer conditions and I am free to remain faithful to that which is not yet seen in the “flesh”. I’ve seen it in my mind’s eye, I’ve felt it, I’ve lived it there. It lives, it breathes, it walks, it talks. This is what I choose to be captivated and enamored with.
No one says it better than Rumi:
Close your eyes.
(see it in your mind’s eye)
Fall in love.
(let yourself fall in love with the ideal, let yourself be captivated by it)
Stay there.
(stay consistent)
And if I should see the outpicturing of inconsistency again, I won’t shoot the messenger. I will thank them, truly, for the invitation to fall in love again with what I believe in. Should I be held spellbound by anything, let it be by that which is my heart’s desire. Let me lose myself inside that inner world where it already exists and let the outer world do what it does, I have my own world to attend to.
yes, exactly.
It’s almost a bummer when we get that.
The bummer for me would be if I consistently continued with inconsistentcy :). The realization that Rea is not doing anything to me, I am doing it, was very free-ing. She’s not making me angry, I am making me angry. It’s that moment of radical responsibility, where FC says you realize the hands around your throat are your own AND I can remove them now!
lol absolutely. I have the odd day when I don’t want radical responisbility. I was having a few hours of that yesterday. I got to be able to remove my hands from around my neck right then. thanks for this!
Yes, I know about those odd days, too! :)
Awesome Bethie–I was standing at a fork just this AM…I can go down the path observable reality offers or the one of my dreams…I am still reflecting the belief in both, I chose the dream path! And now, I am off to a run on the glorious beach listening to some of my favorite dead guys and I’m going to share this piece with my mother who had a recent odyssey that reflected her inconsistent beliefs on a topic near and dear to her as well! Thanks! and Love!
Laurie
oh you are welcome Laurie…I actually wrote this piece months ago and it serves as a reminder for me also. I love it that you have a Mom you can share this with, how cool is that?!
again, what a great post. Love this one.
This is so perfect for me to read this morning…..lying in bed before waking up I was at the space between choosing “reality” and my intention. Each time I would start down the path of my intention, it seemed some silly little side path would open up that turned me right back around.
Thanks for always helping me remember. love you! amy
Thank you, Bethie. This was what I needed to read just now. I am going to copy the Rumi poem and post it where I can see it several times a day.
Love,
Marie
The beauty of what many are expressing here is that we are aware, aware of the very moment when we find ourselves stumbling.
The stumbling is necessary, it teaches us. Teaches us about our choices and who we know ourselves to truly be.
Moment. By Moment. By Moment.