By pushing against and rejecting that which causes pain
At times also hurting and causing pain to the other
By Design.
But when the units of one Organism have grown to a certain critical mass,
And the borders between them become denser, nearer, tighter,
The strategy of Fear turns counterproductive
For any pain that occurs between them, intentful or not,
Will induce more frequent Fear Reactions,
Which with borders so near and restrictions so tight,
Will bump back and forth and ignite one another's
Repeatedly,
Tit for tat,
Hurling force, blame, and hurt back and forth and around them
In a sustainable chain reaction
Which like nuclear fission
If allowed to grow unchecked,
To become supercritical,
Leads to exponential growth of released energy
And violent explosion therefore.
Thus is the strategy of Fear unsustainable
As the Human Organism grows
In these times of precise knowledge,
And near-instant communications.
Not only are our borders millimetered and grasped tight,
Territorial, Political, Economic, Cultural, Individual
But our reactions have sped up immensely
And disallow extant energies to dissipate and cool down
As longer times may have allowed before.
Danger lurks near
If we continue to rely on Fear
To guide our visions and decisions.
If we continue to focus on pushing hard
Against the shapes of our borders
Unwilling to budge inwards,
Yet content to overlook
"Accidental" trespasses outwards.
If we continue to worship
Formality, Tradition, Rigidity
Of humans, of systems, of faces, of clothes,
Unwilling to admit the Truth of our Insides,
Our Failures, Lies, Insecurities, Doubts,
Our Emotions, Confusions, Hurts, Victim Mentalities,
Of the Innocent Sincerity within that is silenced
Clasped shut under the iron makeup of the image
We still project to satisfy the expectations of others.
If we continue to believe that the borders around us
That the shape and size and prestige we encompass
Is the identity that defines us.
Territorial, Political, Economic, Cultural, Individual.
The alternative to the Strategy of Fear
Is the Strategy of Love.
When faced with hurt or startle,
Fear hurts back, pulls away, or tightens,
Fight, Flight or Freeze
Promoting turbulence in the Flow.
When faced with hurt or startle,
Love seeks the cause and sees it,
Observes it, unhurried, curious to understand
The full length of the thread
Its why's and its how's
Woven between the perceived Cause
And that which it rattled in Oneself.
It understands that the "Problem", the source of the hurt,
Is not necessarily in the other.
It could lie in oneself,
It could lie in the context,
It could lie in all three.
It understands that in Truth lies Harmony,
If we are cognizant and willing
To adjust and discard within us what does not align
With Truth.
Down to our Core.
No matter how uncomfortable such changes may feel.
No matter how much our prized long-held identity
Turns out to be False.
If we notice and drop and shed
The masks and veils and layers
That have encumbered us for so long
As we placed them around us and used them for shelter
Across the ages, along our life,
To avoid feeling the immensity and intensity of the Truth
With the supremely tender, subtle essence of our Beings,
Then can we allow Love to flow
Within us.
To light the forgotten
To heal what is wounded
To clean up our channels
So they may correctly,
In accordance with Harmony,
Relate to the rest of the World.
Thus proceeds Love
To care for, to clean, a hurting relationship
With another.
Not with Separative Survival
But with Blended Harmony.
One realizes the discomfort,
Stays his startled thoughts, body, and emotions,
And remembers to observe.
Refrains from blame.
Aims to understand.
Desires to know what ignorance within him
Or misshapen structure between them
Allowed this hurt to happen.
Love knows that such hurts and startles
Are not only unsolvable villains to guard against
But with humility at its side,
Knows them as signals of what we do not yet know.
Of the dynamics we do not yet understand
Of the neighbors we have not yet come to bond with
In a manner that recognizes them as
Vessels of Essential Life like our own.
With fears, hurts, confusions like our own.
With false identities, lies, and shames like our own.
Just as hesitant as us to show their true Softness
For fear that it will be considered Weakness.
And let loose the greedy vultures upon them.
Love aims to Understand
Even in the presence of Discomfort.
It is summoned by conscious awareness
To calm the animal reactions
To recognize oneself in the other
And to sacrifice our incompatible lies and layers
To the health of the one Being we are.
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