” The great thing about the Universe is it will keep providing you with the same lesson until you learn it.” That is a quote from Rhonda Byrne’s Hero.
It is so very true.Have you had patterns in your relationships with friends, near ones, relatives? A terrible draining pattern, for example? In which you often wondered what it was that you did wrong, to entail envy, hatred and abuse? Then suddenly you realise that the neighbour is still throwing his dustbin contents on your balcony and you are still forgiving. The clerk who is supposed to pass your travel bills happen to forget that your bills deserved passing. Rudeness in a shop sets you off. What did I do to deserve this? Ahhhh..
Once I asked my Guru this question. He laughed.
” Why does Durga have weapons depicted in her hands?”
” To protect herself,” I said, not believing my own answer.
” When logic fails, weapons help, do they not? To draw a line,” said Guruji.
I nodded. Tough metaphor but very clear.
It took me many years to actually implement that lesson in my life.
How to draw a line- simple. Step beyond this, and watch the sword rise. For I have to protect sacred territory.
Suddenly, dustbins stopped being emptied into my balcony.Clerks started passing bills as per rules. Relationships fraught with open as well as subtle abuse, stopped encroaching into my life energy.Bullies started cowering. Abusers stopped stabbing behind the back.
I have not quite passed that life lesson as yet. I am probably at Grade Ten. I need to do a Bachelor’s and Master’s degree to learn the nuances more. But the learning has empowered me.
And the best thing about sword fight?
You are not afraid anymore.
” Ma, what does it mean- after me, the deluge?”
I should thank Dr.Who for teaching French history to youngsters!
” Madame Pompadour”, I said, ” was a very smart woman. Very accomplished. And using all the power allowed to her in that era, she was hinting at a certain importance of self hood and existence. You see, after me what is left but the flood?”
” Awwww”, she says, ” that is arrogance!”
I grin. ” Your generation seems to like that aspect of personality a lot! I see a lot of swagger in your role models?”
” Nope. At the end of the day, attitude is all about being truly nice. Who can stand an arrogant, pompous, full -of -myself -person, day in and out?” She counters.
” It takes a lot of courage to be grounded and humble. Anyone can be arrogant. Do you know what the word humility means?” I ask.
She loves reading all about magic. Her cupboard is full of both Physics and Magic. Not too different, if you actually delve deep.
” Yup- walking the sacred earth,” she smiles.
” For that, you need feet firmly planted on the ground.”
” Mmmmmm…do you think that little brat can be taught humility?”
The little one sniffs, from somewhere close by. She is drawing a girl tottering on high heels.
” Hey, learn to walk on the ground- you walk too tall for your own good”, laughs her sister.
” I love high heels,” says the brat,” I am waiting to wear them when I grow up. Pink high heels,” she murmurs very happily.
And as we laugh, I rediscover magic.
Between the flood and the high heels.
Not surprisingly, it is spelt love.