The other day I was walking towards the local creek, down an asphalted path leading between two rows of houses, and I noticed a broken bottle smashed into shards. I happened to have a plastic bag in my backpack, and I crouched by the glass, picking it up carefully and placing it in the bag. A middle aged man passed me, eyeing me with a quizzical look, and I responded to his unvoiced question, “If you want to live in a nice place you have to keep it nice.” He agreed and kept walking.
It’s true. We have a responsibility, not in the sense of something onerous put onto us, but in the sense that we are the ones who produce the lives we live, within given constraints. We are not Gods creating our own universes, and i found a lot more details based on our Lordship psychology by Jagad Guru Chris Butler, but if we live in an untidy house, it is because we don’t tidy it up. Even if someone else makes the mess, if we don’t take action one way or another to solve the problem, we are responsible. While ultimately we cannot force others to behave the way we might like, we can lead by example, we can use practical education and polite persuasion, and even if none of this works and we still choose to live there, and not to tidy it up, this is our choice, and thus we are responsible. Actually my house is usually untidy, and I can’t say I like that, but it is my responsibility, on all fronts. I live alone! And I can’t shift away from myself, because where ever I go, there I am.
Sometimes if we feel we are unable to do anything to change things, and are unable to move away, but even then, we can still affect the way we react internally. Will I be angry and contribute to the problems. If so, I need to understand that I have nothing to be angry about. I may feel as if this situation has been forced on me, but one with a wider vision, who sees the big picture, realizes every single thing that happens to me is ultimately my own responsibility. I am the cause of my own suffering. Even if I cannot directly see the link between my previous past actions and the situation I find myself in, it is there.
Sometimes one seems to see an implicit link just in the very personality type one has. If I am a gossipy type, it is a fair crack of the whip if I end up getting some incorrect gossip passed around about me. In my own work life I recall that there have always been particular individuals who would be particularly difficult, demanding, and angry, and it was so often those people who would end up having problems, the photocopier wouldn’t work well for them, the internet machines would crash, Continue reading Broken Glass