HUMAN CONCERNS

 

Human concerns: the worried face of a young woman

 

I don’t want to have the concerns of a human.  As soon as my mind starts to fill with human concerns, I feel distaste; I recoil. Did I come here just to worry about what career to have, or how to make more money, or who not to offend in planning a wedding, or how to get my brand better known?

 

But you are not a human

 

No. I did not come here for any of that.  All of those, and any of the myriad little decisions, manufactured crises, smokescreens, and endless trivia that the ego tries to throw in my way to distract me, I am happy now to push off onto someone else.  There is always someone to take it, and I am happy to delegate.

 

Human concerns: Closeup of the hands in Michelangelo's Creation of Adam; life conferred by God to man

 

Do not have the concerns of a human. The ego wants you to keep believing this is who you are. This appears to be very easy for the ego to do, as many people as are entangled in its snares.

But you are not a human, friend; you are only choosing to have a human experience. Your human journey does not need to be frightening, although many of you choose to make it so.  If you would but realize that none of this is you.  Nothing that you choose to identify yourself with in the human dimension is you.

 

Human concerns: A woman stares out of a window, deep in thought, ruminating

 

You are not your career, with all its attendant concerns, dramas, and satisfactions. It is but a tool you pick up to have certain experiences.

You are not your body, with all its tastes, needs, wants, and mechanical problems. This is only a vehicle you are choosing to use right now.

You are not your position in any society, hierarchy, or group. It is only a role you are choosing to evoke certain experiences. But it is not you.  You have but picked it up for a while. Sooner or later, you will put it down.

 

Human concerns: drawing of an angel with white flowers in hand

 

 

Rusted out old vehicle

You are not any of your possessions, all subject to worm and decay. In fifty years, how good will the most prized of your possessions be? All will be dilapidated, trashed, forgotten, dated and strange, along with the memory of the personality who clung onto them so tightly.

 

 

You are not any of your failures, shortcomings, weaknesses, all of what you think of as your imperfections, no matter how much you despise them. Neither are you any of your abilities or achievements, no matter how much you prize them. You are not a gold medal or an Oscar, a degree, trophy, award, or title of any kind.  You are nothing that can be measured in numbers, or compared with anything else.

 

You are not your age, gender, sexual orientation, or time and place in which you live.  Anything on earth that you choose to identify with, is less than who you really are. Know that all your earthly experiences are part of the human experience you came here to have. Turn them to their best and fullest purpose, take joy in them, but know that you are not earthly experiences.

 

A white dove on a blue background. Wings outspread.

 

Time spent in worrying about human concerns is time wasted. Leave that to someone else.  There is One who will pick up all the human concerns you renounce, One who sees everything, and Who can bring all your concerns beautifully and easily to resolutions more peaceful and joyous than any you can now imagine.

 

You need do nothing

 

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