With the slaughter of Cecil the Lion in the news and in my head, I'm reminded of the bad trip Thaddeus Golas tells about in his "Lazy Man's Guide to Enlightenment."
His sole goal in life was to learn to love, to know love from his toes to his nose, to just love. So he drops acid, is visited by a scarifying image of a monster hideous beyond terrifying. He's begging to get away from it. And a voice asks, "What was it that you thought needed to be loved?" There it is.
That's what I'm using now to change my mind about the dentist. That, and trying to remember this, too, is God.
I cannot forget (please and thank you) those folks in Charleston who could face the murderer of their family members and forgive him in the name of God. Now that is righteous. And right. And I know I'm a far piece from there, but more important, I know I am on the right track, heading in the right direction. Wanting to does count. Willingness to let go of my own resistance in exchange for forgiveness of the dentist and all he represents to me is the way.
I accept that God is not waiting to gift me with willingness, or forgiveness, or peace of mind. No. I was gifted with those at birth. I am wholly responsible for finding them within me...in the darkest corner of my heart, soul, body and brains. Go there and find love.
"Yes, love is the final goal but ever deeper trust inside of darkness is the path for getting there." -- Fr. Richard Rohr.
Thank you.
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