BLACK, WHITE, GREY

The following is a reprint from my blog of March 5, 2009.

I see me, in my dream, as this little black sheep amongst a flock of white ones.

I am into everything that I shouldn’t be into. The shepherd is constantly saying, “Don’t,” “Be careful,” “Look out,” “You know better than that.”

All the others, the white sheep, are peacefully grazing…with ever once in awhile a white sheep joining me in my “don’t” activities…and then another one, and once in a great while, I’ll graze peacefully.

I don’t particularly like me just as I am, so I ask, “Why did you put me in with this flock of all white sheep…don’t you know my black will get on them?”

My shepherd answers, “Yes, but you’ll notice ever once in awhile, their white gets on you.”

Later, I looked around, and the white flock was a tish less white, a subtle shade of gray. I looked down at myself, and I was a tish less black, a subtle shade of gray.

I looked beyond my shepherd, and there was the God of my understanding. Its face was pure light so I could not look upon it, though I saw that It was dressed in robes…of a subtle shade of gray.

And I knew that this is how we become One…not by resisting what we see in each other, but by accepting what we see as our own.

Thank You.