What is our Purpose? Why are we Here? I’ve been asking myself this for as long as I can remember.
As a child, I had a strong focus on the spiritual – I was curious about the meaning behind things. For example, I distinctly remember at age 4 asking my mother questions about God – Where was He? Who made Him? Why were children, at church, taken away to Sunday School to listen to different information from the adults? – I wanted to hear what the adults were hearing! At age 7 or 8, I would lay in the grass during recess at school and look at the clouds and wonder if all people saw colors and shapes in the same way – or if, perhaps, we might be seeing them differently, but thinking we are seeing the same things. As a young teen, I was fascinated with mystical and metaphysical subjects and monastic ways of life, and spent much of my time looking for books about such subjects in the library and at bookstores.
I also had a strong sense of myself as a child and a powerful self-esteem. I was confident in who I was, and I believed that women were strong and capable and wise – that they could do anything and be anything they put their mind to. I would dress my Barbie Dolls as Egyptian Queens or Mother Superiors (nuns), and would role play with them as they pondered moral issues and made decisions that would be beneficial to all who they were responsible for safeguarding. In 5th grade, for reasons I don’t understand or remember at all, I imagined myself to have great powers and use to turn in all my school papers signed “Anita The Great!”. I also was determined that I might become President one day, so at age 10, I memorized the Presidential Oath of Office.
Needless to say, the adult I grew into did not become the confident, strong, focused person I was as a child!
I think, as children, we have glimpses of who we are, and perhaps, where our life purpose may be focused. When we are younger, we are closer to our Source – that spark of Divinity that we originated from, and we draw from it and continue to be informed by it…until we forget (obviously, I am speaking, here, from my own set of beliefs, that others may not agree with). As we grow older, we begin to lose that connection, and become more focused on surviving in and functioning in the material world around us. We forget who we are – and how important and special and gifted and unique we are – and we forget that we came here for a reason. And as we lose that sense of who we are and the feeling that we were and still are something greater than the body that holds us, we then begin to lose our confidence, and, ultimately, we begin to fear. Having lost our grounding, we begin seeking our validation in others, and we discover disappointment in a world that doesn’t recognize and acknowledge who we truly are. But there was a time when we were much more comfortable with who we are – that most likely occurred early in childhood. I think we need to seek out that inner child again.
Throughout my blog, for as long as Trump holds the position of President of the US, I hope to continue to refer to ways in which he holds up a big mirror to us collectively and as individuals. I do this, not to justify anything he does (I find his actions completely offensive and harmful, and they cannot be justified), but to show that (what I would refer to as) “the Divine” uses what is available symbolically in life, to assist us in finding our answers.
Trump is often portrayed as a child because of his frequently perceived temper tantrums, spiteful actions, name-calling, and bullying attitude towards others. An image of an upset child is a good analogy. This behavior also mirrors the breakdown in our cultural discourse occurring with one another on both a personal and public level. Many of us (myself included) can easily become angry, have fits, hurl insults, refuse to listen, and sometimes, take revenge. One person doing this may be manageable, but collectively, when many of us act this way, we influence the energy in our environments, and ultimately, a culture that continues to feed this energy creates a monster that reflects back to us what we created. Trump fills the monster role well. But there is also something else to consider about the “child” analogy. Children that are loved and well-taken care of, exhibit enormous joy, satisfaction and wonder, and they seem happy in their own skin. They are not worrying about the future, and they are not disconnected from who they are. So, while Trump reflects back at us a negative aspect of a child, it is also important to realize that, as a mirror, he also reminds us that it is the child in us that we need to pay attention to. The child we were when we were happy will reveal to us on some level, the secret to who we are and what our purpose for being here right now is. As more of us re-connect to our source, the monsters feeding on our fear and disconnection will no longer be able to survive.