How to Live in the Energy of [Divine] Love
By Jenny Griffin
There are so many conflicting ideas about the meaning of the changes that are coming as a result of the Shift, the end of the Mayan calendar, the Solstice of December 21, 2012, but one thing seems constant: love. The changes are moving us towards a more loving and accepting perspective, where we can embrace each others’ journeys and perspectives without judgement, and gracefully accept the choices of others as true for them. The idea is that through coming to a more loving view of ourselves, we can then extend that outwards and love those whom we may have found difficult to love.
Yesterdays’ school shootings in America and China are excellent examples of how to live in love when the world seems to reflect only chaos. So many emotions are flying around the internet – ‘good thing he killed himself, ‘cause his life wouldn’t be worth living,’ ‘he is evil incarnate,’ ‘I pray for the souls of the children and their families and damn his soul to eternal Hell,’ are just a few I’ve personally seen floating around. I can’t say any of them sit very well with me. In fact, nauseous best describes my body’s reaction to reading them. I can empathise, absolutely, with the visceral feeling of horror that such acts raise in people. It is the route we choose to take in response that leads us either to love or back to fear.
In each of our lives exists the possibility for only good, if we choose to see it. We can label the shooters evil and wish them to an eternity in fiery anguish, or we can see them as individuals who have, for one reason or another, been overwhelmed by their own pain and in an act of passionate deperation, chosen to hurt others. In their own need to be heard, to be seen, to be effectual in their lives, they make a decision that affects the lives of hundreds of people around the World. We can choose to see the damaged and lonely children that these men were inside, and send love to those parts of them that so desperately needed it while they lived and struggled with their own shadows. They were not devoid of love, nor of humanity, but some part of them was unable to access the well of love that exists for each of us if we only have the courage to reach for it. We are none so far detached from each other that we could not have been those men, had circumstances in our lives been very different, or had we made other choices at certain times.