Resistance is futile – or so they say. I guess it depends on what you are resisting and why. A lot of us spend our lives resisting temptation – sweet temptation. With today’s health concerns constantly around us, that’s no bad thing most of the time, though of course there are extremes at both ends.
Resistance or Control or a bit of both. This theme has really got me thinking, there are many things we resist or try to control. As this blog is a Spiritual Journey, I shall try and keep to that theme, but the more I write, the more it seems – all roads lead to Rome. I shall put sweet resistance to one side and concentrate on inbuilt resistance.
Is it control formed out of fear? Fear of what – the unknown or could it also be the fear of what we know and see around us. Fear that we could cause a repeat of behaviour we have witnessed or indeed carry it out ourselves.
There is a spiritual solution, I am an example of it, but how to communicate it? How does one gently but firmly get the message across. We have to start with the recipient being willing to recognize that there is an ‘issue’ and why the issue needs resolving. Then a huge leap of faith has to take place … after all, by the very nature of their own control, this is what keeps them alive / focused / not repeating the behaviours that caused this in the first place.
I think most people are aware that there is an “issue”. Maybe that’s a Utopian view, but I like to think that we all have some little niggle that tells us that this behaviour isn’t particularly healthy, but maybe a crisis occurs or yet another professional or personal disappointment manifests which results in a bit of soul searching. As a young adult, I literally felt a small ‘being’ on my right shoulder – up close to my neck, it constantly talked to me when I was in a negative place (with the wrong partner or doing something harmful), but I paid it little heed. In some respects it scared me. Eventually I made a change of lifestyle and that little being disappeared. It has reappeared now as I type this – but in positive form – chivvying me on. Whilst the little being (that I now recognise as one of my spirit guides), no longer sat on my shoulder, they did remain in my orbit, I just didn’t need to feel them so closely anymore. It was another 13 years before I would have my Damascene moment and in the meantime, some of the behaviours that I wished I could rid myself of kept on repeating and repeating.
In my personal experience the huge leap of faith took place when a miracle stepped in! Great – so how on earth do you convince a rigidly controlled cynic that miracles exist? I was lucky, the conception of our first child was our miracle inasmuch as 10 years of trying had failed to result in any conception, until after I had two Reiki treatments. I was prepared to believe in someone else’s similar miracle in order to attempt my own.
Okay, so we’ve established a miracle / amazing experience and a kernel of optimism, hope is now born. Where do we go from here? I decided to do my Reiki 1 and the 30 days of healing that I undertook in order to heal myself so that I could use the healing for others, was the path I took to ridding myself of the roiling, black, black, black turbulence that filled my head and system. Those 30 days were only the beginning …
Getting someone to do their Reiki 1 and conduct their own healing journey isn’t always practical, nor may it necessarily be the best route for them. A Reiki Practitioner will assist the person by opening up a healing channel so that they can use the healing as they need it. During their initial Reiki session(s), I have found that some ‘hardened cynics’ have had visits from a variety of sources – departed family or pets, as well as spiritual beings. Personally I encountered a number of Angels, but others have ‘seen / felt / sensed/ smelled’ Grandparents or even other relatives that they never knew – going back further generations. The message that comes from these beings is usually so personal and so unique that it convinces the recipient that ‘there’s something in this’ and they begin to trust. That trust may be marginal and uncomfortable (to a hardened cynic used to their own control), but that contact may be enough to allow themselves to continue on the spiritual journey. Initially asking that specific contact for help … then moving on to accept help from the wider spiritual community and thus finding a solution.
So, Resistance – is it futile? I would say so, in the long run, it appears to be best to accept that we are all flawed (despite our much vaunted self control / perfectionism) and need a little bit of extra help now and again. Someone I knew from birth (in some ways very well) did resist to their death. I have communicated with them in spirit since and found it was a heck of a shame – a waste of a lifetime of opportunity.
A small resolution – lets reach out to those who may be struggling, just the act of friendship may be enough to help them pay attention to that little niggle. Don’t be afraid to share your miracles – some may ridicule, some may disbelieve (I did for years), but some may listen and follow a path that brings them their own brand of peace.