Your Daily Prayer For Healing-05/07/2010-Your Prayer For Today.
Dear God/ess, Recently, I decided to meditate on a situation
that happened 35 years ago, where I had so far failed to forgive a
person who shot and killed
8 of my dogs.
I practiced the ancient Hawaiian healing art to erase and
clean the memory by ceaselessly and silently chanting: I love you,
Thank you, Please forgive me, (for the part I played in this
situation), and I am sorry (for the part I played).
One day I received a gift. I wrote a note to Byron Katie
International, asking what I needed to do to become certified in "The
Work" of Byron Katie.
A few days later, I noticed I was placed on a "round robin"
group of Byron Katie graduates of the 9 day intensive "the school." The
idea is that every month we pair up with a different graduate and do
Inquiry with our designated partner.
I was excited by this opportunity! Even though I'm not a
graduate of "the school," I didn't have time to be intimidated by that,
because my partner and I arranged to do the process of Inquiry the
next day.
I've seen You Tube videos of people who are in the middle of
taking the life changing nine day course. They couldn't find words to
describe the experience they were having. They reminded me of people
having a peak spiritual/religious experience, without drugs.
They looked like they had been to the mountain top: they
appeared radiant, free, ecstatic.
I prepared for this opportunity by filling out the
Judge-Your-Neighbor worksheet, found in all of Byron Katie's books, and
on her websites and blog.
THE 4 QUESTION AND TURNAROUND
1) Is it true?
2) (If the answer is "yes"): Can you absolutely know that
this is true?
3) How do you react when you think that thought?
4) Who would you be without that thought?
And turn it around.
I. I am still angry at my neighbor because he shot 8 of my
dogs 34 years ago. His name is John Barley.
While I writing this out, I suddenly realized that I don't
know if John Barley was the person who shot my dogs.
I never saw who actually did these acts. It could have been a
son, nephew or daughter, or his wife.
For 34 years, I assumed John Barley killed my dogs because
all my friends who lived with me told me he was the one who did it.
But did he really do it?
I told my partner about this revelation the next day on the
phone. We were 3500 miles and 3 hours removed, yet "the work" brought
us together in a timeless orb of transformation.
I held a deep resentment towards a person for 34 years, going
over and over the crime in my mind like an unending movie frame,
creating a story, a drama, a scenario that everyone agrees who hears it:
isn't that terrible? How did you survive? He is a terrible person!
I am angry at my neighbor because he shot my dogs.
Is this true?
Well I am angry but he probably wasn't the one who really
shot the dogs.
Here the story, brought to the scrutiny of Inquiry, begins to
unravel.
How do I react when I think the thought, that I am still
angry at my neighbor for killing my eight dogs?
I feel constricted and judgmental, yet have a sense that I
don't want to carry this around anymore.
I am relieved that the light of Inquiry makes assumptions
seem laughable and inconsequential.
Is there a stress free reason to keep this thought?
No, never is.
Who would I be without the thought, that i am still angry at
my neighbor for killing my dogs?
I would be a person who sees that people commit atrocities,
mass genocide, wage wars, and they kill dogs. From this perspective,
I let it go.
Turn it around?
I am no longer angry (at whomever did it) for killing my
dogs.
I am not angry at my self for having this belief because I
don't need to beat myself up.
The dogs aren't angry because they were killed. Dogs take
death fully in stride. They live in the present moment.
They know how to love unconditionally.
So I choose to be more like my dogs!!!
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I did this process under a beautiful maple tree down along
the banks of the Conestoga River. Then I went to work.
A thunderstorm blew through and later in the day, I went down
to the tree and the chair where I was sitting. A huge tree branch was
struck by lightening and landed exactly where I was sitting while doing
"The Work."
Now when I think about the death of those dogs, I feel free.
Om, Peace, Amen
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