How many times have you wondered why on earth you are here, bumping around on this plane of existence? Hazarding a guess, I would say we all have wondered that a time or two.
I recently came across an old journal of mine. It was dedicated to my thoughts, feelings and any messaging the Council of 12 would deign to offer on the topics I wrote about. Like anyone else I have had my share of dark nights of the soul and in one particular deeply troubled time I questioned why I was here at all. Astoundingly enough, the answer was offered up in the writing I am going to share with you. I didn’t realize it at the time as my sole focus was on what I didn’t have, what wasn’t working, and what seemed totally elusive to me. It is rather evident I was still on the first leg of my spiritual journey.
What have I accomplished
In this precious moment in time
A flash of pure adventure
In a life that I call mine
I have learned about the struggle
I seem to live it every day
My spirit soars and beckons
As it knows another way
I keep following, lost and anxious
I want so to do this right
To learn and grow and impact
Without the fear and fight
Letting go of what I’m living
As in struggle, fear and woe
Leaves me lost and wandering
In a ‘me’ I do not know
To leave a life unheeded
To go before I’ve lived
Is such a waste of reverence
When I have so much left to give
Do you see the answer?
Life is all about what you can give and loving everything unconditionally as you do so. Giving ceases to have real meaning if you feel deflated, disappointed or resentful after having done so. It is indicative of giving without purest intent. To give simply because that is what you are here to do is an act of unconditional love.
When the time comes for us to withdraw our focus from this plane of existence we will not be thinking of how much money we made, who is going to quarrel over it, how many cars you owned or how much you suffered. It will be about how much you gave that will ultimately represent what your life stood for—how many were impacted, how loving you were and always, always how much more you wished you could give if you had more time.
Life is a reverent gift. It is a force of love that causes us to breathe and to pulse love from the moment of first breath. It is a gift we are expected to give. It is not about what we managed to get, how we can get more and how long can we keep it and certainly not about who got more than you did.
As I read my words from so many years ago I had to smile. Even in my darkest hour the assistance from the unseen was making itself known. We are all here to give to each other what we can. Each of us came to this life with certain abilities. Something no one else can do quite like you can. Our task is to ferret out what those abilities are, commit to using them and to be of service to others. In other words, we are here to give to others in our own unique way.
Giving is living.
~ Ara Parisien, International Medium & Spiritual Teacher
©Ara Parisien 2016