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Grossly In Need   (c)Darryl Williams

There are a few things that go on in this world that when I see and or hear about them they really have an affect on me and they weigh heavily on my mind. The majority of the time these issues are Spiritual, social, economic, and political. People who are grossly in need have always brought me great sadness. Every time I have seen, heard or had a direct encounter with someone that was grossly in need it has weighed heavy on my spirit. I have tried to do my part by making donations to organizations that help those people who are grossly in need. I also give my dollars, quarters, dimes, nickels and food directly to individuals that are in need. This is my way of taking immediate action to help a person who is grossly in need.  

I want to share with you all today a recent experience that I had with someone that was grossly in need.

Several days ago I was on my way to teach a few summer classes. I was making my regular transfer from one train to the next when an opportunity to give to a man that was grossly in need presented itself. As I approached the man I could see that something was not right. When I got closer to the man I saw his obvious need and I felt compassion and really wanted to do something.  After I had passed the man I reached into my pocket and grabbed a dollar bill and walked back in the man’s direction. As I approached the man to give him the dollar that I had clasped in my hand I saw that he was mentally and/ or emotionally unstable also. He was having a lengthy conversation with himself that was marked by sudden loud out burst. I tried very hard to work up my nerves to get close to the man to give him the dollar that I had for him but I could not because of my own fear. I did not want to put myself in danger and face an angry reaction from the man so I did not give the man the dollar. I transferred to my train and I prayed and asked God to watch over the man. I also asked God to forgive me for what I just did. I felt very bad because I had let an opportunity to give pass by. I am still not sure if I was right for allowing fear for my personal safety take precedence over my need to give. However the incident was something that troubled me. I still think about it even today.

A couple of days later I had the opportunity to listen to a speaker and in his speech he had given some very startling and almost unbelievable statistics on the poor in this world. This caused me to see the significant of my most recent encounter with the man in need. I came to understand that God was letting me know that I needed to do more for those grossly in need. I have to learn to let go of my fears and reservations and just help. My experience on the train and with the speaker was not a coincidence. I have not completely figured out what role I will play in the plight of those grossly in need but I am looking forward to what God has in store for me.

Welcome to Earth.

Choose your addiction, your affliction, because perfection…is fiction
delusional wishing,
to be free of our grasping and tender humanity.
The intensity of anxiety that can accompany uncertainty
may lure us endlessly into perceived solutions for the lack of ground.
Something to get, to attain, to consume.
Something to crave, grasp for.
But there’s never going to be ground. There’s never going to be a destination to relax at.

Relaxation comes when we cease to chase the experience that will obliterate this one. 

Our addictions, whether debilitating substances, social media, spinning thoughts or endless bickering.
Shopping or sex or work or exhilaration or drama.
They all begin with a sensation.
As that sensation rises in our bodies, maybe as a flutter or an ache, maybe like a shutter or a sickness.
Maybe so subtle we don’t even know it’s there before we’re reaching for our vice.

But it’s not the vice that we crave. It’s the relief from the arising sensation.

It’s the escape from the direct experience.
As that sensation rises, so does the impulse to move from here to there.
From this place to that one.
From a painful state to another state.
A state of freedom, bliss, relaxation, wonder, excitement, familiarity, release.
Our addictions keep us all wrapped up, entangled in the illusion of release.
Where we may truly find release is right here, face to face with what’s happening…
The discomfort of the pain or boredom or anxiety.
If we can catch those moments, become so deeply intimate with and compassionate towards our own inner experience
before that sensation propels us into motion towards self-soothing,
we may truly be soothed by staying.
Because the experience will arise and it will pass.
Freedom is found in staying.
Freedom is found in being intimately loving and compassionate with what’s arising within our experience.

Love,
Chela

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