Many years ago a friend gave me an orchid as a present. I had never particularly been drawn to orchids. I had heard of orchid growers and orchid shows but just didn’t “get that”. I mean, who had time to grow orchids, although I have always felt passionate about gardenias, jasmine, and basil!
It took me a few years to realize that the orchid I had been given was surviving in a pot somewhere in amongst the trees. By its own good fortune, I must have had it sitting in the shade! Eventually though I did start to tune in to this lovely little plant. It seemed to only bloom once in a while so for most of the year it was only a few green leaves in a pot.
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If I was asked “What is responsibility?” for most of my life I would have replied, “It is a burden, a weight on my shoulders.”
But lets take a look at the word. Doesn’t responsibility simply mean “an ability to respond?” How did it get so twisted around in my mind? It’s hard to say, of course. Could have been the fact that I was the oldest child in the family so always felt responsible for my younger siblings. Or it could have been a condition that I incarnated with – having either been irresponsible in a previous lifetime or, as I suspect, overly responsible in a previous lifetime – because that has certainly been my propensity this lifetime. During recent years, I’ve been taking esoteric healing courses through Universal Medicine. Initially I did it because I could feel that I needed to heal things in my body that western medicine wasn’t able to help me with. Eventually, as I healed the more pressing matters, I became interested in how the body works. I never was a very good science student at school, saying it was too difficult for me when perhaps it was just being presented to me in a very boring way! So when I became interested in the body, it was like starting from the beginning. Where is the spleen? What does it do? How big are the lungs?
Then I discovered that there were multiple layers to the “What does it do?” component. Say to someone, “Lets talk about religion” and many will probably react by saying “No thank you.” I find it puzzling that as creations of a Divine Source we wouldn’t want to talk about why we are here on planet Earth. After all it is an age-old question.
I’ve come to see that the word religion has been warped and know when we think about religion now that we think of things not related to the original meaning. The original meaning, as I understand it, is that religion is a means for a re-connecting to self and others, as one and a re-turning to where we came from. |
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