We get out of bed and step into the day each day and the day takes over from there, delivering us back to bed when the day is finished with us. Our days have a mind of their own. Our life is the same way. We refer to it as "our life," but we belong to our life much more than our life belongs to us. We do not know what is coming, or how we will respond, or what will happen after that. You might think, given what we have been through up to now, that we would be a bit more humble than we are, and thoughtful, and hesitant to rush about in the service of our wants and wishes and ideas about how things should be. Give me one example about how you think things should be that actually are as you think they should be. One thing that you have crafted to perfectly match up with your original idea of how it should be. Do you think Michelangelo wouldn't like to redo some aspects of the Sistine Chapel? Or, perhaps the entire work? Yet we go on wanting and willing as though we have ever achieved anything that was/is the way we wanted and willed it to be-- confident, I suppose, that this time we will get it right. We are running from the truth that we are wasting our time trying to make something of our time and not waste any of it. Sit down. Be quiet. Listen to the silence. Wait for the shift to happen, and for something to emerge, arise, appear, come forth that you did not expect, to call you, and claim you, and make you its own.
The right thing to do in any situation is likely to be the thing that occurs to you "out of the blue," and not the thing you are trying to impose upon the situation out of some agenda, plan or desire you have in mind for the situation. Take three slow, deep, breaths and listen for what is trying to get your attention. Consider going with that instead. Allow yourself to surprise yourself. And dance with yourself through all of the moments left to live.
Truth changes its appearance to fit the occasion, to adapt to the time and place of its appearing. It appears differently to different people, and to the same person at different points in their life-- just as we are the same person we always have been, and nothing at all like we were when we got married. We are changing all the time, and are quite recognizable over time. Would the real, authentic, genuine us please step forward! We all step forward. None of us is left behind. Our original nature is shaped by the time and place of our living to become what it needs to be to survive and adapt and meet the needs of the moment, and its own needs within the moment. We all are "like the wind that blows where it will," not knowing where we will go next, with everything depending upon what happens here and now, and what is necessary there and then. I can't count the number of horses it took to get me where I am, but I'm here, now, on my way to there, then, amazed and lost in wonder at the entire idea, adrift on the sea of complexity and contradiction, beauty and truth-- a dance with life and being to the music of the spheres, and we are all a part of the movement and the harmony, the weave of the waves. What's to be made of it, who can tell? Listening is enough, and following the call of what is called for in each moment of every situation as it rises for as long as life shall last.
There are those who see and those who do not see. Those who do not see do not see that they do not see. I was talking with a southern farmer in his field about race relations. During the course of the conversation, he said, "Hell, Jim! This isn't the way I SEE things! This is the way things ARE!" FM and AM cannot communicate. Those who see cannot talk to those who do not see. No one has ever been talked into seeing. No one knows why they see the way they see. People who see some things do not see other things. No one sees everything. Seeing is an art that can be developed by those who are far enough advanced to see their seeing-- and their not seeing. I do not see numbers. Filing my taxes is done in the dark. I do not follow recipes. I get the idea and freewheel it from there. Step by step organization, "a place for everything and everything in its place," is my worst nightmare. I "file by stacks." And get by just fine, but cannot see the value of that other world, and am not sure it exists (the value, not the world). Seeing is not absolute and universal. Neither is not seeing. In areas of mutual interest it helps if seers and not-seers can agree about the importance of the things they disagree about and how they might resolve their differences by "agreeing to disagree," and allowing people to manage their own private lives to their own personal satisfaction without the intrusive incursion of "nosy neighbors" into matters that do not pertain to them. The idea of religious freedom meshes well with this. Your religion applies to you, and my religion applies to me. You have no right to impose your religious views on me, and I have no right to impose my religious views on you. And everyone has a right to their own life. If your religion believes in slavery and human trafficking, your have a problem with constitutional democracy and civil law, not with me.