I've been writing about path and purpose—how we can never really be off path or without purpose, not really. And last time, I wrote about the multidimenional nature of our path—how our path has a sort of low octave and a high octave version, so to speak.
What does it mean that something is relative? "It's all relative" is something we say when the truth of something depends upon the context to which it is applied. For example, while one person might love wearing the knitted socks he got for his birthday, another person might, given those same socks, line the cat bed with them. So the statement that "knitted red socks make fabulous gifts" would be relative. Or as another example, someone working a minimum wage job might be thrilled and over the moon with a $1 raise. However, a CEO of a big bank would be left incredulous, laughing in the face of his board members.
In my last post, I wrote about the fear-based idea that a person can ever be off their path. We can never be living someone else's dream or walking anyone else's path. The only one in your body is you. The only one in your mind is you—even if the seeds that have flowered there originally belonged to someone else, a result of your conditioning. And if you find yourself living the life your mother or father wanted for you instead of the one you want for yourself, you're still on your path, and in a moment of grace, you may experience a shift in perception that allows you to start honoring your truth instead of someone else's. You won't be on a different path. You'll still be on yourpath, the only one you can walk. Maybe it'll feel like a different path because you will have made a vibrational pivot. You will have had an "ah-ha!" But even here, the journey has only just begun.
I peruse a lot of social media groups that cater to what I guess I'd call "a spiritual mindset." I'm often shocked to see the kind of ideas out there that one would think "being spiritual" would lead us away from. On closer inspection, one begins to see that the beliefs we had when we weren't necessarily spiritually awakened simply start to wear a fancier dress.
This morning, while purusing one of my favorite Facebook groups, I encountered one of those very political posts that sparks heated debate. It was started by one of the members concerning the Gilet Jaunes in France which just today is in its fifth week. The group in question is one which serves the English-speaking population here, so it is made up of immigrants... or as many prefer to call themselves (though I fail to see the difference), expats. The post was one that left a knot in my gut and a feeling of hopelessness for humanity.
Online conversations are a beast of a different nature, one that often reveals the true level of insanity with which we are all living, unable to pass an opportunity to express our most important opinions or point-countering here-say. I’m sad to say I have left many a conversation, a group even, when I start to see the kinds of issues I will describe here. I bet you know them well too; you might have even committed of a few. I know I have.