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Most often, we can recognize the difference between the actual object and the object being reflected in the mirror. But sometimes, a reflection can look so real or positioned just so, that we think it’s the source of truth. In our culture, we have many things that appear real, but in fact they are a reflection of something unreal: Some history books, news, marketing and personalities. In the spiritual tradition, nearly everything in this material world is recognized as unreal as the only real thing is that which does not change – the Absolute, the changeless and formless. The sky appears to change all of the time, with puffs of gray clouds, intense hues at sunsets or sunrises, blankets of fog or electrical storms. But above the clouds, there is no weather.  It is always a calm, blue space. So we dance with this misunderstanding of reality and create a version of being by living as best as our conscience and moral compass allows. Some of us have practices like Yoga, Tai Chi and Buddhist meditation, or the arts, gardening or bicycling and these help us create a different language to express existence other than what is bound by someone else’s reasoning or the sheer limitations of linear time.

 

Time has a way of shifting our relationship to experiences and sometimes this is simply benign. Think of when you’ve shared a story and it has turned into something bigger or smaller than it truly was. Often, it might not cause harm and even adds some humor to an otherwise simple story. Sometimes, being able to loosen the grip from an event is even helpful when dealing with trauma or painful moments. But when harm is happening (recognized or not) because we aren’t telling a full or true story, that shifting away from truth might mean we are allowing lies to become new truths for the convenience of oppression, and then we are rewriting history for selfish and self-serving reasons. We are reflecting a version of the facts with lies that distort what really happened. And that can take a long time to untangle, like 400+ years. And in many ways, we are still untangling stories since our estimated time of being on this planet!

 

I remember one of my childhood books that I think my brother gave me when we were still kids in Cincinnati, OH.  Where the Sidewalk Ends, by Shel Silverstein. It speaks of the passage from childhood into adulthood. It’s a theme of growing up and explores the mind of a child versus the mind of an adult. This ongoing path of a mind maturing and coming to understand more and more of what is true in this world is humbling. You think you know something to be so, and then a life event or new information presents a challenge and the mind has to figure out what to do!  Do I cling to what I thought was so?  Or am I able to expand the mind’s capacity to reach into greater depths of consciousness in order to access higher thinking? Am I able to live life and become less selfish and more selfless? Do we stick with what we see with our eyes and what’s being reflected?  Or can we look within and beyond?

 

Sometimes, we turn very meaningful events into another reason to have a party or a day off of work and forget that the event commemorates a profound moment in our history. We may be able to celebrate and see the fun and joy now, but the actual source of where our celebrating comes from is from riots, bloody injustices and the most heinous and cruelest of acts that at one moment seemed completely normal and justifiable.

 

LGBTQQI+ Pride Month and Juneteenth are celebrations born from a history of massive ignorance and crimes against humanity. I’m so grateful we can celebrate the liberation and freedom that is granted today. We can honor all of the people who helped evolve and shape the world as we know it: Those who were killed, thrown down and forgotten. And those who we know to honor and salute for their acts or heroism. How interesting that we celebrate a realization that slavery is wrong, that it took so long to realize. More and more, it seems there is a growing, collective understanding that hate crimes and discrimination based on sexual preference, skin color, race, gender, etc are unjust and an abuse of human dignity. We celebrate that we have risen above that to some extent here in the U.S., but not completely as ALL of these continue to this day. When our country looks in the mirror, I wonder what it sees?

 

But not to spiral everything downwards, we do need to pause and celebrate. We do need these moments to enjoy life and tap into the blissful fun of being alive in the here and now.  Is there a way to party with appreciation rather than to waste our brain cells and toxify our bodies?  😀 Or maybe that’s exactly what we need to do to create more simple minds that just want to love and be loved.  All I know is that, for myself, things seem to get easier to manage the more my mind/body becomes clear and clean with an ongoing Yoga practice. I’ve still got issues and plenty of room to grow, but I also feel like I’ve become more accepting and welcoming of life on life’s terms. Everyone has their own way of following the path of life. As the Integral Yoga slogan goes, “Truth is One, Paths Are Many.” We will all likely shift and change the way we do things from one year to the next once we are motivated by some reason to learn and grow.

 

Things in life may appear more resolved and completed than they truly are. Just like objects in the mirror may appear closer than they truly are. May we never forget 1. what we are truly celebrating, 2. the efforts made to get to this day and 3. the ways we can inspire a world still evolving.

 

Asatoma Sad-Gamaya
Tamaso Maa Jyotir-Gamaya
Mrytyor-Maa Amritam Gamaya
Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanti

Lead us from unreal to real.
Lead us from darkness to the light.
Lead us from the fear of death,
to the knowledge of immortality.
Om Peace, Peace, Peace

Let’s stay connected,
Mukunda! Marc

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