Years ago I went to work at a place where I sought to institute various changes. I met lots of resistance \u2013 I admit I lacked the managerial chops at the time to enroll people in my ideas, as I should have \u2013 and kept hearing the same thing over and over again: \u201cPeople don\u2019t like change.\u201d<\/p>\n
For me, that was odd. I have never feared things changing so much as I have feared things not changing. Personally, I\u2019m more scared of getting bored than of mixing things up.<\/p>\n
I\u2019ve always felt like the universe is our dance partner; sometimes it\u2019s a slow dance and sometimes fast, but never like someone who just sits with us on the sidelines. The universe is never inert. It is always on the move; as is nature; as is life itself. And that does not mean it\u2019s dangerous; it simply means it\u2019s creative. I suppose if you think the universe is random, then change can appear dangerous. But if you believe, as Einstein said, that \u201cGod doesn\u2019t play dice with the universe,\u201d then the ever-changing nature of things is simply the handwriting of God.<\/p>\n
The question becomes, of course, what exactly is He writing? And to me, He is writing an endless and dramatic love story. Imagine an infinitely powerful computer able to calculate everything that happens down to the tiniest atomic level detail in such a way as to provide for all living things, past, present, and future, to prosper. That, to me, is the Mind of God.<\/p>\n
The problem we have in life is when we insist on writing a story that is different than His, when we put our will before Love\u2019s will, and our ideas of what we want before Love\u2019s idea of what would be best for everyone. The universe isn\u2019t a zero-sum game (another one of those false notions that can make it appear dangerous), but rather a constant explosion of win-win possibilities. The mind when attuned to love is a channel for all that to happen; the mind when not attuned to love is just as powerful, but in the opposite direction.<\/p>\n
And that is where we are in the world. We are not, as a species, collectively aligned with love. Fear, not compassion; economics, not humanitarian values; and war, not peace are our dominant guiding principles. Lovelessness toward ourselves, toward each other, toward animals, and toward the earth itself has taken us to a point where it is we \u2013 not God \u2013 who are playing dice with the universe. We \u2013 not the universe \u2013 are playing a very dangerous game. We fear the universe is a dangerous place because we\u2019re simply projecting onto it our own recklessness.<\/p>\n
So what happens now? THINGS HAVE TO CHANGE!!<\/p>\n
The truth is, if we do not change, then some terrible things are likely to occur. If we do not change willingly and wisely, then change will be thrust upon us.<\/p>\n
There is no safety now in keeping things as they are. All our systems \u2013 biological, economic, environmental, geo-political \u2013 are on red alert, sirens blaring, warnings looming, and yet we do not change. Or if we are, we are changing far too slowly.<\/p>\n
I, for one \u2013 and I sense I am not alone in this \u2013 do not fear change so much as I fear what will happen if humanity does not change. I love these words by Anais Nin: \u201cAnd the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.\u201d Humanity cannot remain in the small, tight shell of who we have been, and have any hope of handling the enormous challenges that now confront us. We must become who we are capable of being, and that means we must change.<\/p>\n
I\u2019m reminded of how a tiny chicken knows when it\u2019s time to peck its way out of the eggshell surrounding it. When the time has come for the chicken to emerge, its mother instinctively knows to tap on the eggshell from the outside. That is a sign. At that moment, when it\u2019s time for the chicken to hatch, a noxious gas fills the inside of the eggshell. The tiny chicken is literally dying to be born.<\/p>\n
Feel familiar? Has it not occurred to us yet that we cannot remain where and how we are? That we must find a way to reorient our existence such a way as to live in sustainable connection with the rest of life? Is figuring out how to fly off to other planets really our only option? God help them on those other planets, if it is.<\/p>\n
No, the answer isn\u2019t to escape our planet but to change it. When we are willing to consider that there might be another way \u2013 that a fundamental change in how we live on this earth is our true escape from danger \u2013 then openings will occur that we cannot yet imagine. We will not resist change; we will embrace it. We will trust that the universe still awaits our decision to return to the ways of love.<\/p>\n
What great love story, after all, doesn\u2019t include someone betraying, neglecting, tarnishing, or abandoning love? Isn\u2019t every moment, and every situation really, just a tussle between the willingness and unwillingness to love? And aren\u2019t the best love stories where someone finds a way to return to love\u2019s embrace at last? Where they finally realize, \u201cI\u2019ve been a fool, but I\u2019m a fool no longer?\u201d<\/p>\n
We have been fools, but we need be fools no longer.<\/p>\n
We can change.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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