By Misa Hopkins
Today, as I was doing a Life Path reading for a lovely woman, she asked why such terrible events as the bombing at the Boston marathon take place. "What does this say about our hopes for the future?" she wondered.
Such violent acts seem impossible to understand. Deep within our minds we might be asking ourselves, "If we are so barbaric what hope is there for us as a species? How could God have made us this way?"
We long to understand what seems impossible to understand.
“If love and compassion are the saviors of the world, how am I supposed to find love and understanding for that kind of violence?”
Please allow me to offer something from my visions that might offer some glimpse of understanding.
The soul longs to know it is love. Life was born in a womb of love and its first expression in self-awareness is the very essence of love. Sound, light, and everything we know as creation emerges from this limitless love we call by many names, including God.
Life creates itself in increasing density so that it can explore itself. The first sound and light eventually become manifested as earth, animals, plants and humans.
Most humans, when we incarnate here on earth, do not come in with complete memory of the history of our creation in place. We come in asleep, so that we can experience the profound uniqueness of earth without full awareness.
Earth is a grand play-ground for self-discovery. In the best of possibilities, we would come to play in great delight in the sand-box of earth, within the full awareness of ourselves as being love and loved.
However, here on earth, just as we forget our Divine origin, we also forget that our souls were born from love.
If we have not been able to feel enough love, we ache—terribly. We experience emotional and physical pain in our profound need to feel what it means as a human to be loved—to feel heard, understood, worthy, seen, believed, respected, etc.
In order to make sure we are felt in our pain, some of us in our most desperate moments inflict pain on another so that someone else will know how terrible our pain feels to us.
Others of us ache so badly, we crawl inward into deep depression and isolate from the world. We languish in the belief that we will never be loved and turn the violence against ourselves.
Those of us that are the loudest with our pain or the quietest with our pain are the ones that feel the most cut off from Divine love.
Of course, these violent acts make us powerfully angry and deeply sad. We feel the violence that is done to others as violence against us, and it is violence against us. It is violence against the whole of humanity, and humanity is a great creation of the Divine.
Violence is a way of striking out against love for not loving us…
And yet, love is always there. It has been forgotten, not destroyed.
Those who do the greatest harm to others and themselves are people most in need of compassion because they are hurting the most.
Compassion, as we discover in teachings about the Sacred Feminine, does not imply that we do not enforce justice. It means that we do so with understanding. We open our hearts and hold them in their pain, while we set clear boundaries and terms of agreement for what it means to live peacefully as humans.
I am not suggesting that holding another in compassion while ensuring justice is easy. I am suggesting it is worth it. If we truly want a future in which violence is laid to rest, as we know deep in our hearts, compassion is the way.