There is a song with lyrics which says “I’d like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony, I’d like to hold it in my arms and keep it company”. It is a beautiful song, with wonderful dreamy lyrics, one of my favorite songs actually.
I like the song because what is in the lyrics is really how I feel, and I (my enemy) get disappointed daily when I realize that the world, or most of it do not feel that way, yet I continue to pray. Everyday I see bits and pieces of evil in people, and it touches me deeply, even though I know that this is life and all this that I abhor is a part of life.
Everyone cannot want peace, everyone does not feel love for all. I know that we all are capable of love, but many choose to love only who they want to, and for the rest of the world, there is no feeling. I got up this morning thinking about this, I had tossed and turned half the night and when I got up I went into meditation as I always do upon my waking. I sat in my silence, trying to see or hear what the messengers had to say to me, and I saw nothing. I was within myself, tapped into my consciousness, quiet, far away from the world, I was somewhere during my meditation and all was silent.
It felt as if I had been sucked into a vacuum and brought to a place where there was nothing but myself, there was nothing around, not even noise, no smell, no image, I did not even see light, nor did I see darkness. It was a unique experience, for I had never been there before, yet I never thought to wonder until now while writing, what was that, where was I? I had no fear of the experience, as a matter of fact I had no feeling toward it at all. All I know now is that, something happened within those moments, I wonder if I will ever find out what.
Several weeks ago I experienced a bad allergic reaction to something. I am ok now, but it had a lingering effect on my enemies eyes, one in particular more so than the other. I hated to pass myself by mirror, I did not look like me and I lamented “why me”, as the look of the eye seemed to not want to get better.
I fretted (silently) if it would stay like this forever, turning me into a ghoul, for to me that was certainly how I looked. I was so preoccupied with my looks (the eyes and its bags, lines and darkness caused by the allergy) that I did not think to look into the message that I was receiving. It never dawned on me that all this that happened to me was a message and until I received the message, acknowledge it, the would eye look the way it did, taking its time to heal. The realization came this morning, as I came out of meditation and began writing this post. Let me explain.
Lat night my daughter was attending to my face. She was worried about me worrying about my eyes, and so she purchased some products to assist me in coming back to myself, as in my looks. As she patted my face with the gels and cremes, with my eyes closed, I saw an image flash before me of some men (Spanish or Arabian looking) standing outside a grocery store in New York City. As I saw the video play out in my head, I saw them hug, like a greeting and the scene seemed quite friendly, although they looked like thugs. I opened my eyes and told my daughter what I saw, thinking it was my imagination, but why imagine a random scene, and one like that?t. Sure it would be a typical scene for some Puerto Ricans in New York standing in front of a grocery store, but why did it flash before me, why did I see it? I said as much to my daughter, who looked at me puzzled.
After she had finished with me, I came into my room, thinking about the odd video that played in my mind so clearly. I am a spiritualist, and I know, that when I see things like this, there is a message within, but what was it? I think this was what caused the tossing and turning for half the night which I experienced last night, although I thought I had put it from my mind.
The message was clearly one of peace, love and unity, as I saw the young men embracing each other in front of the Bodega (grocery store), and the scene being so peaceful, the sun shinning bright and the atmosphere friendly. The particular eye that the allergy affected the most was the left side, and this is the side of the body that is indicative of the father. At first I wondered if this had anything to do with the post I wrote the other day read here, where I made up my mind to stay away from family, because of how my father dealt with the situation by turning his back on me, but this is how my parents are usually with me (high spiritual people do not have the love of family), so I did not get it, this was a lesson I had learned and come to terms with long ago. Also how did the video message fit in?
Now, I have been living this life for quite a while now to know that I am on the right track by realizing that the eye and the allergy is just a message, and that once I got the message, all would be well. It had already began to heal, when my father did what he did, I just did not realize it until now.
I counsel people everyday, and my non-physicals take care and counsel me. They do this in many different ways. The experience with the allergy affecting me the way it did was not only on a physical level, it manifested this way, but was rather a spiritual message. Many things that manifest to us on a physical level, is actually spiritual messages playing out, it takes wisdom to realize this.
The message is now clear to me and that is “Focus”!. I had allowed what happened with my family to penetrate my consciousness, so much that it saddened me. What my father did, by deciding to involve me in his problem with my sister, brought me back (mentally) to a time that I thought I had gotten over. I was now Obara Meji, doing my work, helping people, guiding them toward their spirituality, I was no longer caught up in family drama or even remember the mal-treatment I had faced when I was among them.
The problem with the eye, came as a reminder. When I looked into the mirror, under the eye was dark, scaly, itchy, uncomfortable, old looking with lines going through, all that I just described was a life I left behind when I became who I am now. I had to leave all that darkness, all that resentment, not only with the father but also with the wicked baby father, Mr. High Grade, the big bad Wolf, the wicked sisters, friends who deceived me or people who looked to use me or come at me with agendas, all the people who hurt me in the past, all those who did not have the power to hurt me anymore, why? Because I am their elder. The eye looked like the eye of a wizened old sage, who had lived very long and had seen many things. It seemed to tell a story, but I dared not look at my self in the mirror, I did not want to see me physically, but if I had looked, I would have seen the spiritual message shinning through, the old sage with sagging eyes, who had bored through my body with the message. I had to Focus, and leave all things that were painful behind, I had to let go those lessons I had learned and not allow what happened with my father to allow me to revisit them. I was over that, I was over them. There fore they had not the ability to make me sad or depressed or even cry again.
I know how the world work and therefore I should instead, look at life from a different point of view and embrace all with love, just as I saw in the video of my mind. The video, which showed humans embracing each other, a happy day, good emotions, be in a happy place, was what that mental video showed me. I should not allow anything to take me off my track.
All the challenges in life are for a reason, once I have over come them, try not to re-visit them. It only holds my enemy back. Like the song says, I Obara Meji would like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony, I would like for all to be one and get along, and to love each other, and to face their challenges and get over them. I believe that although we live in a chaotic world, these things are not impossible, as long as the rest of the world join in this mindset, and perhaps they will, eventually. I dare to dream.
The eye will heal now, for I have come to terms with the message given. I thank my non-physical elders who took me to that place of silence this morning, for perhaps within the silence as I sat this morning, came the revelation I was able to share with you all today.
A kìí mọ iyì wúrà tí kò bá sọnù. /
Gold is seldom appreciated until it gets lost……Yoruba Proverb!
[The available is easily taken for granted]
All religion are valid as long as it teaches peace and love…. Obara Meji!
There are no disappointments in life, only lessons learned!….Obara Meji