Suffering

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This last year for me has been especially intense. To know me is to understand that statement as interesting. It gets more intense? Oh yes, apparently. There have been a few catalysts along the way releasing dams of pent up poopoo. A question that started a lanslide of healing for me was the question, "Have you suffered enough?" It may be easy to say yes but question your answer, what would your life be without suffering? Who would you be if there was no suffering in your life? This question, when approached eyes open, is a golden key. Do you understand what suffering is? Do you understand the nature of suffering? That is also a tremendous question because of its components. The nature of suffering. What is the nature of love? What is the nature of compassion? What is the nature of life? A search for the nature of things is a gaurantee to go underneath the veil, another golden key. Anyway....the first time I answered the suffering question I said honestly to myself, no. I thought of the suffering and it gave me a little rush. My mind showed me this little movie trailer of the thrill of tension and I realized all I knew was tension, what would I be without it, was there such a thing as life without tension. This question though followed me around. The next time I was in one of my head pits the question surfaced, "Have you suffered enough?" Right then I realized I truly was ready for something different, that yes I had suffered enough. When you ask yourself questions and are set up to accept ego answers, the ego will always answer accordingly. Death of the ego is like your death, so there will be measures in place that you will readily accept to keep "yourself" alive. Try and think of that movie where the trailer was awesome but the movie completely blew. The ego skims and glorifies. Or sometimes the opposite depending on the nature of the question. It is not a roadblock however, it is a gate.

How deep do your roots go? Will you be standing after the hurricane moves through? How long do your minutes last?

Namaste