Change the script

“Life has everything in it. But you only see what your perception allows you to see”

Bruce H. Lipton

One night I suddenly woke up from a dream. All I remember is that this dream looked like a violent movie scene. I saw a shovel being lifted up in the air and coming down in slow motion towards an object or a person on the ground, a scene in which you can see from the killer’s view that he’s going to attack someone. When the shovel was about to hit target, I woke up !

I sat straigth up in bed, wondering what just happened ! I was fully awake ! Was I going to be murdered in my dream and did I wake up just before it happened ?

I decided to go downstairs and take a glass of water in the kitchen, stepping down the stairs I noticed dancing lights in the hallway meaning someone was still up or had left the television on. I knew my son was the guilty one : the MTV channel was still on !

I stepped towards the remote control to turn off the television when a music video on screen caught my attention… It was a scene in the middle of the desert, a woman nicely dressed and wearing high heels, was walking towards a car, I saw her opening the trunk of the car. A man was lying in there, hands and feet tied up…then the woman took a shovel and raised it up in the air….

At that moment I realised that in my dream earlier, I wasn’t upset because I was the killer, I was the murderer ! I realised I wasn’t fearful or scared of what had happened because I wasn’t the one who got killed. It wasn’t a nightmare at all !

I closed my eyes and tried to recall my dream. I saw the shovel going up in the air and then down again, this time I not only saw myself decapitating a man,  I also sensed how hard my heart was beating, I could feel my accelerated breath, I felt the sweat on my body, I felt the thrill of the kill and the relief the dead body brought me.

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“No saint without a past, no sinner without a future.” A sentence I often read, followed by other advice from Babaji : “See God and Good in every face !” It crossed my mind that Babaji’s words could explain my dream…

Everything that appears in your world, started as an idea, as a concept you had in mind of it. You can’t see outwardly, what isn’t already there inwardly, inside of you. As within, as without. As we see others, we see ourselves. As we judge others, we judge ourselves.

When you see a person in your world who you dislike for example, you tell yourself : He’s like that and I am definitely NOT like that ! But the fact that you perceive him to be a despicable person, shows that quality already exists IN you, in your mind, in your conception or belief of reality.

You have to start realising that the feelings you are not able to express and that you are trying to hide, still exist. They simply become a part of your shadowside. These characters (hidden identities) you are afraid to look at will be mirrored back in your life as opposing forces ! That’s why you see the beggar, the thief, the liar, the cheater, the hooker…in others.

All these people or circumstances in your life are a product of the script you write and then take for real in life. All these types of people you meet, are all actors in your play, a play in which you play the leading part.

In the many roles you have played during your many lifecycles you have been both sinner and saint, murderer and victim, the good and the bad.

So if you want your story to evolve as it would please you, if you want it to be a happy one…Are you going to change the actors or let them decide the course of the play ? Or are YOU going to change the script of the story ?

 

Phuro! Be inspired!

 

The choise is (y)ours !

“And so it is, that both the devil and the angelic Spirit present us with objects of desire to awaken our power of choise.”

Rumi

You are in the middle of nowhere with your best friend. You have no idea where you are and suddenly you find yourself at a fork in the road. Which way to go ? You both look at each other, lifting your shoulders up. No one knows. Both of you are tired and need a quiet place to rest. Then your friend says : “the decision is yours…I’m too tired to make a good one, whatever you do, I trust you completely. Left are right ? Tell me !”

As you are talking, cars are passing by, you and your friend notice that all cars take the way to the right.

“Give me five minutes” you tell your friend, while you leave the car and you walk towards the nearest tree.

 

Your friend thinks “Ahhh…that should make it easy for us, this is surely a sign from God….as so many cars took the right side, it must lead us to something good. And that left road probably leads to an old secondary road, leading to one of these old dusty towns.”

…..Without uttering a word you hop back into your car and you turn the car to the left. You stay silent, but It doesn’t take long before your friend asks you : “Didn’t you see all these cars passing by and heading to the right ?”

“Yes I did see them.”

“I really thought you were going to choose the road to the right.”

“Because the other cars did ? What if those people were like us ? Not having a clue which way to take and now blindly following each other ? What makes you discern whether something is a blessing in disguise or a poisoned present ?”

“Well how did you choose between left and right, wright or wrong, earlier ?” My friend asked.

 

“While I was out of my car at that cross point, I silenced myself for 5 minutes so I could relax and center myself. I breathed deeply and I knew that when I opened my eyes, everything would be right.”

“But what made you turn to the left, “my friend now asked impatiently ! “I believed those cars were an answer to your prayer !”

I smiled : “Nature answered us with a beautiful flock of ducks passing in the sky coming from that direction. They were loudly quacking and I clearly heard their wings clapping in the wind as they flew over us, the breeze following them ended in the tree next to me. I felt a shiver running over my shoulder.”

“That‘s a crazy story” my friend said. “What do you believe those birds told you ? “ he said.

“They told me they never fly towards danger, but always away from it !”

 

 

Phuro! Be inspired!