Darkness would have us believe it’s engaged in an all-out war with the light. Is it true? Is there actually a war going on between darkness and light? Darkness (our own fear) would have us believe it will prevail, that it’s stronger than our light. It uses our love against us and others by shutting us down, enabling us to cause harm to and/or turn us away from the ones we love – divide and conquer is a common weapon.
I believe in the premise: “As above, so below.” Our perceptions, what we believe to be the reality of the external world (macro/above) are all projected outward from our internal beliefs (micro/below). It follows then, if we’re at war, or in opposition with ourselves and condemning others, then Yes there’s a war going on between the light and the dark. If I’m not mistaken, for thousands of years, there’s always been war on Earth.
I might almost be tricked into believing that war needs to exist on earth? Really? No, absolutely not.
What we perceive with our senses is filtered by our beliefs. Our beliefs control our reality, including, as an example, what we see with our eyes – making it impossible for us to see what’s truly there. If I don’t believe it exists, then it’s impossible for me to see it. Beliefs also play with our ears and memory: “You said you would take care of this!” “No, I didn’t – YOU did!!” War is quite common in daily life.
Siblings remember their childhood differently – regardless of growing up under the same roof. Wars are started within family units because people stand by their perceptions of “what really happened.” To the death! People go to war, literally killing family members out of their lives. Alternatively, we may decide to leave a family member behind for self-preservation and peace of mind if they want to continue the war. Always a tough decision.
It’s all because our internal world is projected onto the external world – filtered by our beliefs. Every person’s experience is different. Oh yeah – but mine is right! En garde!
So, what can we do about all the war on planet earth?
Again: As above, so below. We must deal with our own internal war. It’s the only way to have peace. We must stop fighting with ourselves and each other and end the war between the dark and the light within.
How do we do this? Face our fear and accept both the light and the dark within us, equally without judgment, without opinion, without anything but pure witnessing, as an example, just like Jesus did in the bible.
Jesus healed people by witnessing them. He saw the truth: we are light, and light exists within every human being – beggars, lepers, thieves, the pious, the poor, criminals, disciples. He witnessed without judgment, without believing people need to change or be different: “He should …” or “She shouldn’t . . .” He only saw the truth and the light within, and people were healed from this very powerful witnessing. Jesus wasn’t afraid of the dark because he knew without a doubt, he was light.
We can heal ourselves this way too.
A Short Story
I had a deep vein of anger and hatred that ran through me which I denied for a very long time. When I was 14 years old my rage took over, and for a few minutes I believed with every cell in my body that I was going to kill my father by beating him to death. I confronted him with my fists clenched, jaws tight and a very powerful feeling of invincibility running through my body. I said, “I’m going to beat you up.” “No, you’re not” he responded very calmly. I repeated “I’m going to beat you up.” He said again: “No you’re not.”
I didn’t beat my father to death that day, but I blocked out what happened immediately afterwards. I confronted him many years later about it and he said he knew I could have killed him, but instead, he said, “You walked away.” On one hand, that was the smart thing to do. On the other hand, though, I walked away from the encounter believing I could kill someone when pushed to my limit. This belief kept me in fear that I might not be able to control my own anger and hatred when confronted. I decided I would rather die than hurt someone.
It was the last time I stood for anything with that much passion. I did indeed die. I hid from my anger, hatred and passion because I was afraid of it. This had the unfortunate effect of taking out my light too. Darkness won. I was under its thumb.
My life remained, for the most part, small, passionless, and opinionless. I was in denial of my anger and hatred and continued to fear its power, praying I could keep it buried. Life was miserable and depressing. How many times could I go before God, handing him my lifeless body for healing and compassion because I didn’t have it for myself?
But hey, I was safe, right? Umm, no . . .
The main problem being I was convinced I was of the darkness by fearing it could take over me. The fear itself, though, IS the darkness! It’s the fear that kept me small and afraid of the dark. I have feelings of anger and hatred, but this isn’t who I am. I need to be a witness for myself – allowing all my feelings, knowing full well I am light. In doing so, I got my life back.
Do you fear your darkness? Have an honest look inside with clear eyes, no judgments, no stories. Witness your fear, anger, hatred, apathy, depression, etc. Allow it all to surface without judgment or story.
This is a challenging path. Not everyone is up for it. It requires a lot of self-inquiry, being nonjudgmental, and going deep, feeling things your ego has been avoiding feeling. You must have a strong desire to free yourself from “the story” that serves the ego. My story used to begin with: “I hate my mother; I hate my father.” No kidding, that was the first sentence of my long, long, story about being a victim. I gave it up through forgiveness.
The key is to not identify with destructive thoughts. The guilt I felt, and feelings of unworthiness left the door open for bullies and victimization. I believed everything was my fault and I was unworthy of love. It was my identity, so my world had to reflect this belief back to me.
There are many layers, and sometimes growth feels like one step forward, two steps backwards. One day happy, three days depressed. But it does get easier the more you take the higher road of compassionate witness, observing it all from a higher perspective.