And In Yet A Few Days…

Many times, I have wondered whether what I’m trying to do is even possible. I ask myself: Are people ready to let go of fear completely? Are they ready to live without fear, the way I keep talking about? Will I even live long enough to see any of it happen?

I’m not the first person to ask these questions. Maybe this is simply my role in life: to keep my eyes on the goal, with no promise that anything will come of it.

For thousands of years, people have been at war with each other. Millions upon millions of lives have been lost, all so one side could be on top for a little while. History is a battlefield covered with the dead, people who fought to prove that their idea was better than someone else’s. I have to admit that I, too, once believed it was right to force my beliefs on others. In many past lives, I was willing to destroy my enemies. I told myself the violence was justified because I was defending what I believed against something that threatened it. So I wouldn’t be surprised if those old debts caught up with me in this life, and, as the old line goes, in yet a few days, I, the all-beholding sun, shall see no more.

Whatever happens, I have committed myself to non-violence: to forgiveness, compassion, and kindness, no matter what. Like many people before me, I feel I have no choice but to show others this new way of living. I can see a real way out of the huge amount of suffering that fear causes, and out of the endless fighting between people on Earth. Most likely, I’ll be ignored. Worse, I may be attacked and condemned. At times it’s hard to keep going, knowing I’m surrounded by people who are deeply stuck, who see my message as a threat, and who can’t see how unhealthy their own way of living really is.

The good news is that I’m only responsible for my own actions. The results are out of my hands. I do sense that more and more people are moving toward this new way of life, but it may not be enough. Fear, and everything that grows out of it, has a powerful, paralyzing hold on most people. I have no doubt that people like me will be met with hatred and resentment by the many egos of the world (the ego being the part of us that needs to feel important and right). But there’s nothing else for me to do, and no other choice left, but to keep going.