The Human Condition

Sunday Service – 2/8/09
The Human Condition

It IS a condition – being human. I mean, as with all “conditions”, you're given choices with how to treat it. Some people choose to take the steps to make the condition as easy and painless as possible. Others choose the more difficult, never-been-tried-because-it's-totally-stupid-and-inexplicable path. And then others tend to simply avoid it, or ignore it, altogether.

I tend to avoid it... until I am forced to deal with it. It actually annoys me – the materialistic, physical body that seems to need and want and crave. I wish I didn't feel wanting for things, but I do. I do things that are bad for my body until I have to deal with it... like money worries, diet, exercise, relationship stress, blah, blah, blah.

I started dealing with the condition yesterday by actually downloading all of my credit reports and getting my money affairs in order. I make great money, so there's no reason that my debts shouldn't be taken care of – I just avoid them because I find better things to do (with my time and money).

So, how does this help my spirit? Well, my human condition means that I'm forced to deal with certain material and physical circumstances in my life. If I avoid them because of some small unpleasantness, then it can create an underlying, eventually all-consuming, physical stress for me. What does that do? It places energy behind the stress-factor and keeps recreating it over and over and over again.

Therefore, in dealing with the things that give me my greatest amount of stress, though I usually force said stress to take a backseat, I am clearing my psyche and my soul of needless clutter. While money shouldn't matter in the grand scheme of things, today – the society in which we currently find ourselves – money and material goods DO matter. I am bound to the children that I have brought into this world, and I have responsibility to them. I need to move from my neighborhood. While I absolutely love the location to everything, and the funky interior layout of my condo, I need to get my children into a safer area. I mean, when you can't even leave your house for work in the morning, because there's a bum passed out and blocking your private patio gate, you might be in the wrong neighborhood.

Well, to be able to move into neighborhoods with an added element of safety (i.e. no bums on the door step – except maybe close friends the morning after a good party), I have to pass a credit check. And while I am not indebted beyond repair, my credit score is swirling down the toilet at a rapid flush. All because I just avoided dealing with those pesky bills! So, I'm getting my credit in order to get my child into a better neighborhood. While that may sound like selling out, it's more like taking responsibility for the life I brought into this world.

Honestly? I also want something more for me, too. I won't be able to move to my dream palace (an old 2-bedroom hut on a beach somewhere) without having my material affairs in order. Everybody has dreams, and there's no reason they can't, or shouldn't be, lived here and now. Think about what you're doing and where you're at when your soul is most satisfied? Being a Libra, my dream is having my spiritual and my material world hug it out. Acknowledging my condition is only the first step to healing it.