I finished watching the movie Angels and Demons the other day, which I downloaded from the internet to my computer and watched on this beautiful afternoon from a hammock on my porch here in Costa Rica. At the very end, the cardinal that was in charge of the enclave says, "Thanks be to God for sending you to save our church." Dr. Langdon replies, "You know I don't believe that he sent me." And the cardinal says, "Oh my son, of course he did." The newly elected pope is then shown giving Dr. Langdon a nod and before being presented to the awaiting public.
I think what got me more than anything is the lack of appreciation shown directly to Dr. Langdon. He was given a small gift by the cardinal, and only a nod by the new pope. It's as if it awakened a part of me that I had lost in the past few months. The cardinal and pope did not thank Dr. Langdon because they do not believe Dr. Langdon had a choice in the matter. Dr. Langdon was just doing as God had determined. And interestingly, I feel the same way - or at least have felt the same way, but have recently forgotten.
Part of my spiritual transformation has been giving up the sense of control. At the retreat I went to in Northern California, they have a saying that "everyone is at fault, but nobody is to blame." Basically, it's an understanding that because a person is made up of his experiences, genetics, education, one can not give blame to that individual for any action. Any negativity in the world is caused by something we have learned, some reaction that is not of our own making but instead some process or pattern that lives inside of us, but is not us. If I get angry because you are late, I am at fault for my anger, but I am not to blame for my anger because it is a pattern I learned perhaps from my parents as a child when I witnessed my mother getting angry at my father for being tardy. I was not in control in that reaction, but instead that pattern that lives in me was in control, and therefore I can not accept the blame.
So, that's a concept that's relatively easy for me to grasp. But can we then take credit for positives? The cardinal and the pope both seemed to believe a human can not take credit for even extraordinary actions. Our lives are in the hands of God, and we can not take credit for something over which we have no control. And I agree! I believe we are all acting as humans, through learned responses over which we don't have control, or on behalf of our spirits, which I don't see as separate or individualized. Really, I feel our differences are human, but are spirits are all one. Individually, therefore, we actually have no control, and therefore no blame or credit. Blame for negativity can be given to the collective human experience, and credit for positivity can be given to the collective spirit.
Really, this is a discussion of an individual's free will, and it also touches on responsibility, I guess. I tend to believe that things happen the only way that they can, but I still believe in free will. When looking backwards, it's easy to see that there was only one way possible, because the past can not be changed. It happened in just the one way it could have. But when looking at the present, I still have the feeling of free will. Very strange.
But because I look at the past and recognize that things happened the only way that they could, and tend to believe nobody is to blame or deserves credit, I find it very easy to forgive (I never really even have to as I don't really assign blame) and I have gratitude not to individuals but to the universe as a whole.
For everyone, that is, except for myself. I find it a lot easier to take blame and credit away from others than I find it to take away from myself. I am struggling with decisions right now that seem enormously important, and I act as if my choice will be judged at some point in the future as good or bad - and I too will be judged based upon my choices. And I'm pretty sure I know who that judge will be - because I have had feelings overwhelming guilt lately - judging my past actions as if they could have somehow been different than they were. Hating myself despite the fact that I was blind. Acting as if I know good and bad - acting like I can see clearly now. Pain instead of compassion. Hate instead of love.
I guess it's time to find my way back to love.
I love you Brian - You will find your way! -Pat
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