Metaphysics
“We're
all just walking each other home.”
Ram Dass
Do you ever look at the
people around you and wonder how it happened, or better still, why it
happened that you came to know them? How and why they came into your
life, and you into theirs? Why is it that people come for a while,
you form intense relationships with them, and then they go, but leave
their imprint on your psyche and soul. Are these events random?
Perhaps.
Some of us (like me),
think in metaphysics all the time—that there are no random events,
that people come and go for a reason. Lord knows, I'm not infallible;
I find meaning in things simply because I choose to find meaning in
them. In my world view, a soul incarnates with a specific task, and
the people who come into our lives teach us what we're here to learn.
Those people include our parents, our siblings, and everyone we come
in contact with for longer than a nanosecond. What they teach us
may be predominantly positive, or negative, or may simply give us a
slice of information that we carry with us from then on--an
impression, a whiff of something we need to know. I know, hopelessly
mystical, right?
We take on roles of
leadership from time to time—sometimes intentionally, sometimes
not. These roles are not always clearly seen for what they are,
except in retrospect. Case in point, my cousin, Anne, who has a
personality like a neodymium magnet—people are drawn to her as if
she had her own gravitational field—put out a call last week for
bird seed for the Hospice House where her mother is waiting for her
return home. Each room has a big picture window with a bird feeder
outside and my aunt, Elaine, loves watching the birds. Bird seed for
sixteen feeders is expensive, as you might imagine, and the hospice
was having difficulty providing. So, Anne posted a request for people
to donate—within twenty-four hours, they had 120 pounds of bird
seed, and I'll bet there's more on the way. In fact, I'll bet that
hospice never has to buy bird seed again.
We all have a role to
play in the lives of those around us. We can be conscious about that,
or not. Other people have a role to play in our lives; we can choose
to see that, or not. Truth is, “We're all just walking each other
home.”
In the Spirit,
Jane
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