Love is the Ticket, page 11

Originally posted by Sparkzz
Do you now when this will happen by any chance ?

Nope. I never ask for dates or things like that. And anyway, what good would the information do me? This source of info wouldn't expect me to request knowledge like that. I always try to deflect ideas about this or that date. Dates have great meaning to those who lack spiritual sense.

The closest I come to that is occasionally I pray for things to be accelerated, but I must also speak to the fact that time itself is quite illusory. So if I emote, and yearn, and pray "Please bring salvation!" to the sky, perhaps the sky will answer that "When it comes, you'll feel like you aren't ready anyway, so why worry?". An example would be that Jesus said to observe the birds, and that they did not worry. He asked us to emulate them. Do they sit around asking when a hurricane is coming? No, they're too busy enjoying life, and nature and having chicks.

Another way to look at it would be, a child who is in the car, driving to Disneyworld let's say. There is no words to express their anticipation. And yet, in the scheme of childhood, there are all paths which branch from that moment of "driving to Disneyworld". I am saying that it is utterly, a priori, simple, to imagine that feeling of "Driving to Disneyworld". We have ALL been children, we know that something like that must feel like.

But the spectrum of childhood experience, is vast. Of ten thousand children in that scenario, there will be all manner of outcomes. In one child's case, father gets an important call, and they have to turn the car around. They never go back to Disneyworld, as it turns out. With another child, there is a flat tire, and moments of despair that perhaps they won't get to Disneyworld! At yet, here is another branching. In the flat tire group of children there are some whose tire is fixed, and they get to Disneyworld, and there are some who do not, and for some reason, they have to end the trip. They do not make it.

So my point is that there are all spectrum of outcomes, from that shared paradigmatic modality of "Driving to Disneyworld". The chief question I'd say we might consider is this: In each scenario, each child with their elation and "Best day at Disneyworld" experience, and also those children who did not get there i.e., the "Day we almost made it to Disneyland, but did not.", in each child's case, there are presumably adults, who have been the catalysts for each moment. That is to say, a child does not even get to the "Driving to Disneyworld" moment, without 100% effort of planning by the adults, almost inconsequential they are to the child, for in fact, the child knows that sometimes mom and dad do not, or cannot, come through on their promises. That is the nature of parents -they let us down some times. and yet, we HOPE in our parents, in that when they are driving us to Disneyworld, we have some feeling, that the planning which got us in the car, and onto the highway, has a momentum that will, yes, eventually get us there.

So the question to consider in this context is, what do the parents say, when the child has their Disneyworld experience? Can we as easily, project ourselves into the place of the parents? What if that tire does blow out, and what could disrupt our "Trip to Disneyland"? Naturally, everyone who contemplates such a trip, thinks like this, and yet, the children in the back seat, are more prescient in their ability to doubt us. When the trip is cut short, the child in some way, was scared of the possible outcome. And it is a key moment, for us as the adults who planned the trip, to say something, to the child who is disappointed by events. Perhaps there are no words for that disappointment, and in those moments, isn't it true that children themselves, will offer us condolences? They'll say "It's okay Mom, we can always go some other time!" Even as they are brushing their tears away, do we know how to make the most of the situation, as they often do?

Or perhaps the trip went perfectly, the child had the ultimate "Disneyworld" experience, and you are then driving them home, fully saturated as a parent, with good feelings, shared with these kids for whom these experiences are so profoundly shaping, and positively anchored in life affirming pleasure. How then, would we as parents, reflect on having somehow made the trip come off okay? Would we pat ourselves on the back as the kids are sleeping with grins on their faces? Would we say "Yep, that's me pretty much, I did it. I made it happen." ..Or, would we give credit to some other power?

In both cases, the utter disappointment of not getting there, or the elation of getting there and having it be perfect, time moves forward, and the event is replaced by other events, along similar lines. So I rambled here, but my point is that the question itself, "When"? Is always answered by the answer "Too soon.