I talked to McGee, my spiritual director
and I asked her what was the most important thing we humans can do in today's
global society?
She said, "Let go of want."
"Want of what," I said.
"Stuff," she said.
And then she curled up on the rug and
left me to think about "stuff."
I thought about it for a while! Does
stuff really give me security? Does stuff give me permanent comfort in the living
of my life? Does stuff advance the human
condition for which each of us is responsible in some small measure? Will it
make me feel good? Does stuff guarantee me a place on the other side where I am
comfortable with my choices?
I had to answer no to all my
questions.
I tried to wake McGee, all curled up,
with seeming no worry or care and ask her more questions, but all she did was
roll over to get her tummy scratched.
Maybe that's the grace of life's
choices. We can either roll over and
except life as unconditional, and experiential, and growth, as the animal kingdom does, or we can fret and
struggle over sustaining our stuff which isn't going to matter when we pass
anyway.
I wonder if I can come back as a dog?
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