Here is my version: imagine that you yourself have in the past committed every sin imaginable, across thousands of lifetimes. You have killed and raped, tortured, maimed, stolen, lied. You were a pedophile, committed bestiality, performed human sacrifices.
But you suffered, learned and grew. You passed beyond that ignorance to your present condition of mostly not sucking as a human being, and trying to do better. In this life, versus the past, you have committed few acts of cruelty, have been mostly honest,and done your best as a parent.
Look at all the evil in the world, the viciousness, the stupidity, the unnecessary suffering, and realize you, too, have been the perpetrator. You, too, were there, and you grew beyond it. So, too, can those who are evil today.
This helps me, at any rate. As I said in the previous post, I am in an odd mood, for specific reasons, but dealing with old emotions in, I hope, new ways.
I will add that it is odd that most of us want to have been kings in the past. We want, at a minimum, to have been average. But if in some primordial way we all rise from the spiritual muck, why not assume the worst of ourselves? We are not like that any longer. We have done our time, paid for our sins. And so, too, will those around us.
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If you haven't read it yet, a bit of mind expansion:
http://www.reddit.com/r/Frisson/comments/1a07cy/short_story_the_egg_by_andy_weir/
It seems every story has a place and a context. Socrates apparently refused to allow any of his speeches to be taken down verbatim, since every audience, and every situation was different.
In my own case, my experience seems to be that it is most USEFUL for me, perceptually, to feel like I am on a line, one progressing from back there to forward.
The Hindus, with Namas-Te, salute the God in one another, the shared spark, and I don't reject this basic idea, or that it could easily lead to seeing myself in everyone else. That just feels to me, rightly or wrongly, solipsistic, and confining.
If I am different enough that I don't know me, then I am different enough not to be me.
My two cents. Thanks for posting, though!