Acts of Love - 3/6/19

Last year I had a realization after one of my shamanic journeys. It went like this: “I can either consciously treat people with love or I can treat them like crap.” But the Universe was telling me that I was now conscious enough to know that I am hurting them if I treat them like crap. And if I do consciously treat others like crap, I do have a chance to give a gift of love by offering a sincere apology. So the Universe was telling me that it was my choice, but from know on either choice was completely conscious.

One month later I had another realization. It went like this: “Treat people with love. No other choice.”

Now I have found that even though I am only to treat people with love, my upbringing has taught me ways of interacting with others which I think are loving, but are actually not so loving. So the Universe was telling me to always act with love, and if I run a pattern that is not loving, I am to immediately recognize to that and make a sincere apology which is an act of love.

This means I have to be in the moment, every moment when interacting with others (or myself) and watch the impact of my words and actions on others (or myself) to see if they are (I am) responding to me in an empowered way or a disempowered way. I have to take responsibility for this impact, not God, not Spirit not whatever, Me. The Universe is asking me to grow up and be an adult. I get it, too. If I stray my heart immediately tells me that something is amiss and I do my evaluation and apologize. It’s pretty simple and yet for most people it’s the hardest thing in the world.

Why? Because to apologize in our culture is seen as a sign of weakness, that we are bad, not good enough, flawed, less than, when in actuality the ability to sincerely apologize takes tremendous courage, strenght and vulnerability. It puts you front and center for evaluation from others which is pretty scary. What if they don’t like us anymore? It doesn’t matter. Being true to your heart and your self is all that matters. Be brave. Be loving. And if you can’t be loving, apologize. Humble pie never taste so good.