One thing about life is that no matter the money or the education or the one sleeping beside you, it is never easy and it brings you face to face with things you need to look at.
We talk about missing purpose. The purpose is to force you to see things.
This is philosophical, and certainly you can say it's all bullshit, but this is a story I told a woman I knew who was in despair --
One life can heal a life of evil would be the title if it were to have one.
Imagine a soul. Let's give the soul a name. Call it "Tex" if you will. Let's say Tex is incarnated as "William" in 1899 in Berlin. Here is William's story:
William grows up angry and disillusioned. He is beaten by his father, unloved by his mother. When he is in his 20s, he meets a young man who has visions of rescuing Germany from its doldrums. William buys into the program. In William's 30s, he is a high ranking officer of the SS, Germany's security service. He delights in executing the final solution, the mass murder of Jews. In one case, he gets his hatred out in one particularly cruel scene in which he strangles a particularly weak-looking old Jewish man in front of his family. He kills the man with his bare hands, then pulls out his penis and pees on him. Only then does he let the family go to the corpse. William has a wonderful time, but as the Russians close in on Berlin, he runs for cover. He is found, tried for war crimes, and hanged.
In the afterlife, William reunites with the larger part of his soul, Tex, which has remained behind. You see, life is a business trip and we pack light. Only the parts of the soul in need of development come here. That is one reason our natural state is loneliness and a feeling of incompletion. When William faces the remainder of his soul, Tex, he is stupefied and ashamed. He has been very bad. Reunited, Tex sees that the parts of his soul that were incarnated as William are in imbalance.
Tex thinks about ways that "William" can be forgiven and can realize the meaning of a single human life, after William singlehandedly murdered some hundreds of thousands of lives.
In 1965, the parts of Tex that were William are incarnated inhuman form in a baby girl named "Diane."
Diane is rough. She smokes. She's a slut. She's been known to play pool in bars and have rough sex in the back room. She's a drunk. At one point, one of her drunken multiple man orgies in the back makes her pregnant. She doesn't try to name the father, because God alone knows who it is. In a state of bitterness, she watches herself get large with child.
She thinks about abortion, but she'd procrastinated and now it is too late. With resignation she gives birth to the baby. People have come into her life to help her.
Five years after Diane gives birth: she has a beautiful baby girl child, age 5. As so many women are, Diane is transformed by the birth and the child. The child is ever the teacher. Diane's personality has softened. With the help of friends, she has a job, got a nursing degree, bought a small townhouse, and her life seems fulfilled. For a brief shining moment, Diane is complete. She has her job, her daughter "Sarah" and her happy life.
Then Sarah is diagnosed with terminal cancer. In shock, Diane takes her to her treatments. Little Sarah loses her hair. Loses weight. Diane, in despair, watches Sarah wither away, but the child has a serenity, a calmness, a true goodness.
A year later, Diane stands sobbing at the grave of Sarah, who never lived to see the candles on her sixth birthday cake. Diane sinks to her knees, and further, her forehead on the grass above baby Sarah's heart as the tears fall down her cheeks onto the soil of the grave. In Diane's heart, she knowsthe incredible value of a single human life.
Diane dies of a broken heart, but the cause of death is listed as a traffic accident less than a year after Sarah's death.
Diane comes to the realization, as she faces her post-life review, that there was a reason for all of her pain.
She reunites with Tex and is filled with happiness at the breadth and magnificence of her soul.
And she meets "Sarah" and finds out something amazing. The soul who played the part of Sarah was the same person who William strangled and pissed on. Sarah was a volunteer. Her mission was to teach Diane about the value of human life, and the mission was a success.
All the crimes of William vanish and are forgiven.
The end.
Now, when someone says to you, "how could God allow a child to die?" you have an answer.
There is one thing we need to know. What we see is not all of reality. Our world is not made of bricks and mortar, but thought. Change your thoughts, change your world. If you think the world is unsafe, your selective perception will reinforce that opinion, and you will see the universe in ways it is unsafe. And you will crouch down in fear. If you believe first that the universe is safe and nurturing, you will open the shutters on the side of the house that looks out on safety. You will see how much it is safe.
In this way we create our own reality. We craft our life. No one else. If we choose to think of the world as harsh and unfair, it becomes so. If we think of the world as nurturing and healing, it becomes so.
It is this thought that has made my life whole.
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