Glitches - Remembering to Listen

Lots of stuff went seemingly wrong this week: computer connections kept going out, medical problems cropped up from the past, people I work with put up barriers to my plans, and the cherry on top was a computer training session I found myself in for a hand-held teaching device called the "Mobi." If you ever want to feel incompetent learn a new technology with a room of twenty-year olds; I got to experience first hand how my own students must feel when I throw material at them too fast. And then there was the whole business of the shootings in Arizona; I read in the Los Angeles Times that the man accused was into "lucid dreaming." I looked "lucid dreaming" up on Wikipedia and found that it means having control over what happens in one's dreams; I would like to have control of my dream images. Does that mean I'm on the same mental wavelength as the assassin? Added background to all these glitches was an an affecting book I read this week about Jewish children rounded into camps during World War II in Paris: Sarah's Key.

So I woke today with lots of questions: obviously computer connection problems are not on par with the Nazis or the shootings in Tuscon. Those occurrences seem enough to make a person paranoid - enough to make anyone clutch and grub for what belongs to them because it is possible for tragedy to strike at any time.

This morning I decided to sit still, listen, and be willing to hear the truth about what is occurring. I am reminded that the truth is always with us no matter what set backs may occur. We can sit with the truth at any time by definition of who we are - alive, part of being. Every breath we take confirms that fact of our aliveness.

When it seems that doors are closing and something shuts down, we can always hook into a sense of renewal. And that reality confirms that our soul is indomitable, that there is a resilience to truth that can never be defeated. The truth sits with us during what may appear to be our darkest hour, through what may seem to be frustrating or down right evil. It helps to remember the evidence, that there is constant renewal happening in us, as us, with every movement, color, sound, that proves our existence, that shifts our perception back to what is real.