In 2009 I was on a commuter flight from North Carolina to Florida.
As we were preparing for take-off, the pilot speaking in a charming southern
drawl, informed the passengers of our flying conditions. There would be, he stated,
“. . . a few bumps on the climb-out.” Nobody seemed to notice this declaration but
me. I do not like turbulence and this was certainly a benign way of preparing
us for the stormy flight conditions we were about to experience.
We are born into this human experience unwittingly
acquiescing to whatever the karmic weather conditions might be. The journey of
cause and effect is neither good nor bad. It is a sometimes baffling
combination of positive movement in our lives as well as frustrating challenges.
Accepting this undisclosed karmic agenda can be hard. We resent our circumstances;
blame our parents or other authority figure, feel sad and hopeless, or any
other form of subconscious resistance. I know these resistances first hand and
yet, still often find myself either resenting or feeling sad about the most
challenging hardships that I have faced my whole life. That is how I know it is
karmic. Same issue, different circumstances. It follows me everywhere I go,
forcing me to deal with it over and over again. I surmount it, become free,
only to have life hand me another episode in a new form.
We all suffer these karmic ‘bumps’ that knock us about on
‘the climb-out’ to awakening. It is easy to see the patterns in others, but
mine, although unchanging in their essence, still disrupt my serenity like
mischievous elves determined to trip me up. Invariably, when I finally rise up
above my personal turbulence, there is a sense of regret that I once again fell
for the trickery of the mind. How could I not see this so clearly?
Most people think, however, that this letting go process is
a sign of failure, defeat, or powerlessness. It is not. To walk the high road
of consciousness, we need to walk in harmony with Source. Along the way life’s
turbulence can throw us off balance. One of my first experiences of a
California earthquake left me feeling dizzy and ungrounded. The seemingly solid
earth shook my heavy platform bed with a roar that sounded like a freight train
charging through my bedroom. There wasn’t an advance warning. I had no choice
but to ride that uncomfortable earth-wave for its’ short, but terrifying
duration.
Living for two decades in a hurricane-prone climate helped
me to psychologically prepare for an unpredictable weather season. I figured
out that if I called on the spiritual energy that symbolizes storms,
acquiescing to its’ power, that I was then ostensibly under its’ care. I could
ride out even the most dangerous tempest knowing I was being protected. This is
a form of surrender. When I did this, I felt empowered and safe. Did that make
a hurricane less intense? No, but I was on the other side of fear, and could
then witness the journey from a place of respect and awe. Like the charming
pilot declared, there will be “some bumps on the climb-out,” but it doesn’t
mean that we won’t arrive safely at our destination. Bumpy
ride or not.
© Asandra 2013
Thank you Asandra, I felt like I'm going crazy here.
ReplyDeleteSurrender IS THE KEY! RB
It sure is!
DeleteAsandra, in the years since I met you from Mike Lamb and spent enlightened time with you in my rented home in Conn. by the beach on the front sun porch, I too have endured many 'bumps' in my life and seem to be a cat with nine lives. I have endured and survived what most do not. I do feel guardian angels with me but cannot seem to find the higher power to enable me to surrender. Maybe because I have always been a fighter. Not by anger or violence, but by needing to survive to help others survive. I yearn for answers but settle to striving and appreciating one day at a time. My newest thought in waking is 'Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present'. Thank you for your writing and art. Love, Anna
ReplyDeleteAnna, Surrender happens when we no longer have anymore fight in us.
DeleteWhat a wonderful message, beautifully articulated. Thank you for this reminder - I can't seem to hear it enough!
ReplyDeleteI can't hear it enough, either, Susan!
DeleteBeautifully written, Asandra. I can relate on so many levels, including the earthquake experience (so many times) and airplane bumpy rides which as a frequent (weekly almost) flyer I have many off. Surrender is indeed all we can do, but, as you write, it takes a conscious decision and some spiritual preparation, to do so.
ReplyDeleteYes, Jacinta, letting go is an art in itself.
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