Those of you who don’t read the comments here may not know that I’m blogging again because I’m unable to finish rewriting my manuscript in time to submit it for the contest deadline. I may also not be able to continue blogging, so I’m doing it while I can. Something came up that has thrown me off track. The last few days have been challenging ones for me. They have made me want to rant, rave, and rail against whatever karma I have that makes my life suck.
I am not alone. A lot of you are facing big challenges as well, and some of you are making painful transitions. Juju is troubled by affairs of the heart. Rain is coping with family members who require her constant care. Corn Dog, the bravest of us all, has to struggle every day just to continue to live. I don’t think Roxan can tell us when she last had a “good day.” Sonya is buried under twelve feet of snow, and her husband is stranded, unable to get home to help her because of it. And none of us are alone with our troubles. All over the world, people are homeless, sick, starving, and in either physical or emotional pain.
Many years ago, this is the point where I would be shouting, “Where is the justice in the world? Where is God? What kind of God allows these things to happen? Why is life so unfair?” Why are some privileged and born with silver spoons in their mouths, and others are born to suffer? Are Paris Hilton and Nicole Ritchie better people, or more deserving than us? Are we better than this child? Compared to him, I live a life of unimaginable wealth. WTF? When I was a kid, my mom used to tell me to clean my plate, that children in China were starving. Being a little smart ass, I told her we should wrap up my spinach and send it to them. In spite of myself, I learned early on that life is neither fair, nor equal, and it made it very hard to believe in God.
In 1979, this happened, and I was unable to be agnostic any longer. My faith in a Source of All Things was not a choice. It became undeniable, but it still didn’t explain the inequities I saw in life, so I went searching. That’s when I came across a concept called karma. You know what karma is … an eye for an eye … do unto others … for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.
Every cause that has not yet produced its effect is an event that has not yet come to completion. ~ Gary Zukov, Seat of the Soul; page 41
Aha! There was an answer. We were being punished for the actions of our previous lives. One astrological theory stated that until a person experienced their first Saturn Return (between the ages of 28 and 29), they were working off karmic debt. There was an end in sight! Only the woes didn’t end. I knew I wasn’t doing anything to anyone that was boomeranging back on me. I wasn’t stealing, cheating, lying, gossiping, or anything else I could think of that would cause those things to come flying back in my face, yet they continued to happen. There had to be another answer. I could not figure out what the hell I had done to deserve my life; whatever it was, it must not have been as bad as what the poor child in the photo did.
Your intentions create the reality that you experience. Until you become aware of this, it happens unconsciously. Therefore, be mindful of what you project. ~ Gary Zukov, Seat of the Soul; page 120
This has grown long, and you want to stop reading now. Tomorrow, I will tell you why karma isn’t the whole story, and why all we need is love.
Continued at Why Karma is Only Half the Answer and All We Need is Love
Followed by Old Souls and the Evolutionary Ladder
