PERSPECTIVES ON A PHONE CALL
Monday, August 10th, 2009For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. I think that people’s action’s determine other’s reactions on deeper levels than any of us would normally realize. It seems that even the timing of events is tied to our interactions, whether we are aware of it or not. A friend called me one night. We have gone our separate ways for some months now. His current actions are revolting to me, so I choose to avoid him and his activity. He called me to invite me to his place to participate in some group magical rite, something I am currently opposed to because I do not fully trust anyone who is not enlightened. And the timing of his call was so curious. I had just broken thru a nasty bout of spiritual confusion, despair and even mild insanity. I was not yet fully recovered when he talked to me.
The timing was fated if I had to guess, as I had no intentions of ever joining him (or anyone) in a ritual, and the last time we ever talked we were at opposite ends of the perspective spectrum. He was of the opinion that the Universe was wonderful place to explore, full of wonder and apparently that was the extant of his intuition concerning it all. I was at the opposite end in that I was aware of how the Universe was a wondrous place while simultaneously realizing that it was that sense of wonder and its inherent attraction that kept our souls here forever locked in attachment to the Universe, always wanting to experience more of it, life after life after life, eternally keeping us from permanent union with the Infinite God.
And sure enough when he called me, my mind had launched right back into that mode of thought, amidst my post depression confusion that made verbalizing any thought a tedious hassle. In short, he called me at the wrong time.
Or…maybe it was the right time? Perhaps it was the right time for him to call me in order for him to feed his perception of me as a madman who doesn’t see the universe ‘correctly’ thereby further perpetuating his opinion of me and therefore creating a notion within him to leave me alone, which in fact is what I want as long as he is still conducting group rituals that from my perspective were only feeding his ego. His perception of me continues and my perception of him continues, regardless of who is right or wrong or whether or not it matters.
I was truly humbled by the experience of that phone call because I didn’t even feel like it was ‘me’ who was speaking half the time. And when it was over, I laughed at what had transpired between us. I look back on it now and I feel like it was fate that caused that phone call in order to protect me from what I perceive to be my friend’s dangerous and egotistical doings, the effect of which is that he will think twice before inviting me again, thereby preventing my being molested by his current machinations.
His past and current actions (which I deem evil) caused a reaction in me (wishing to avoid him) and when the time was right for another possibility of joint magical work, it just so happened to fall at the perfect time in which talking to me would only serve to perpetuate his perceptions of me.
I am still not sure what to make of all of this. I am sure it has something to do with my burgeoning perception of duality and how it manifests within and around me.