I'm toying with paradox this morning. Standing alone, love your enemy qualifies as a paradox according to me.
It has been said that praise is a fickle bitch; paradoxically, incoming snark is our angel on the wing, again according to me.
Praise is a double-edged sword...it's really hard to not appreciate praise, it's just very difficult to accept it with grace and let it flow on through to another. It's when praise makes a home in our ego that we invite incoming snark. There. Angel wings...our spiritual work begins.
If we are ever going to even try to love our enemy, incoming snark is made to order for learning. For many of us, it matters not if the snark is a toes-stepped-on comment or a public takedown, our ego will respond atomically.
I suspect that's why many respond so negatively to President Trump...we see our self. It is said that what we see is always our self...or, if you can spot it, you got it. Since either is true, we can start right there and try to learn to love those unlovable facts. It's about changing our mind.
There it is...loving our enemy starts with upgrading our own opinion. We go to our awareness of the limitless impersonal love within us and become willing to not resist the unlovable that is appearing, i.e., our ego's interpretation of the "enemy."
"It's all about me" is often said in a pejorative manner, but isn't that the reality? It really is all about our own Self...our Self, the Father who lives within, who knows our needs, who can and will intervene in our life in our behalf.
My Father and I...our Father and we...are One. Friend. Enemy. Love.
Thank you.
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