The Life and Death Clarity of Y2K
by Laura-Lea Cannon
28 July 1998, Boulder CO
If Y2K can lead us all to more razor-edged clarity about life and purpose,
what a gift! I am aware that this situation is not random, or a
"mistake"--but a necessary re-form and re-balancing. I saw a
very clear image
of a dancing black Kali with a tiny Y2K reality held in the palm of her
hand. Her message being that the dark goddess is rearing her head, but
in the
greater scheme of things, this is a small creation--tho its impact upon
our
reality will feel enormous.
The inevitable question of whether to have guns and whether to shoot or
kill
for one's defense is key. And I strongly encourage all to deeply look at
the
question and answer it for yourself. I appreciate that there are warriors,
and that is there calling (Krishna certainly pointed this out to Arjuna).
For
me, there is no question--I will never own or shoot a gun. I made that
decision early in my life and I have had it tested on several occasions.
I
have also faced several situations where one might think a gun was the only
way out. I found other ways, and proved to my own satisfaction that there
are
far more efficient ways to be protected.
Would I rather be killed than kill? If it came to that, yes. But it begs
a
bigger question. What is the game here? Is it a life/death; good/evil;
right/wrong game? For many, yes. But that's not the game I signed up to
play, and I've spent several decades diffusing my existence from being
governed by dualistic oppositions, while still living in them. Einstein
so
wisely responded to the advent of the atomic bomb (which he helped to create)
by saying that the problems that had been created by the bomb could not
be
solved at the same level of consciousness which created those problems.
There
are higher dimensions which are governed by other laws. We have to find
those
truths in order to discover more lasting solutions.
Ghandi and Martin Luther King lived and died, in my opinion, by honoring
other laws. The legacy they left is huge, tho the effects are not yet widely
seen. They begin to reflect to us that there is a consciousness that backs
up
non-violence. The commitment to that truth cannot be half-hearted or wishy-
washy. One must be willing to die in order to live for that principle.
I'm
reminded of Jeremy Irons' character in The Mission, when he stated, just
before the slaughter of the innnocent--"I cannot live in a world that
is
governed by anything other than Love." It may take us a long time
to create
that reality on this dimension--but my soul must live by it as a reality
now;
and of course this body would die rather than reinforce the belief stuctures
I've spent decades disengaging from. Some will choose that path, others
will
not. I don't see it as a right or wrong choice, but a choice which must
clearly be made by everyone.
If the game were only about life/death; good/evil--I think Christ would've
played out a different hand. He might have saved himself, or called on divine
powers, or whatever--but that wasn't his work or teaching or purpose. His
truth was about what was possible in the resurrection to the Greater Life.
In
response to Dan's notes about offense at the "goddess" comment
(which I can
appreciate, but it led me down this path, so I put it out there as another
point of view)--Christ says something like "know that ye are gods."
Something in all of us is vastly connected to the Eternal, and my vote is
to
identify with that essence as much as possible through these coming changes.
My humanity and materialism are not what I fight to defend. Rather, I exist
to remember the Wholeness and the Divine in all things--including that which
may point a gun at me or those I love. That Remembrance will do more for
their ultimate and inevitable transformation than my righteousness in feeling
I could or should kill them to teach them a lesson.
I personally knew Jack Schwartz (of long ago tv fame for putting large
knitting needles through his arms and then spontaneously healing).
Interesting guy. His basic lesson came in a concentration camp when he
was
being tortured. His way out was to see his torturers as part of the whole,
and to continue to say that he loved and forgave them. His wounds continued
to heal and his torturers were greatly affected by this response! They
stopped torturing him and some of them never torture anyone again.
There are people in Sarajevo who refused to enter the game of the war that
shredded their country. They kept their symphony together, composed of
Muslims, Croats and Serbs--and they continued to play music almost everyday
while they starved--often losing a musician and friend to sniper fire.
But
they played, and they survived, with their humanity and dignity intact.
Many
of them were deeply transformed and would not trade for anything the profound
experience they had by standing for what they believed.
I believe in the possibility of the transcendence of the human spirit.
Thanks
for listening!
Laura-Lea (Tresemer@aol.com)