It seems to me
that we are all exquisitely vulnerable. How could it be otherwise? Simply to be
alive is a risky endeavour for all the natural, and unnatural, threats to our
existence.
I believe this
is why so many of us are hell bent on control. We believe that control will
save us from our vulnerability, but really it won’t. Vulnerability is inherent to human existence.
Worshiping at
the altar of control has the unfortunate tendency to calcify our hearts and
make us rigid and defensive in relation to life, AND it snuffs out vitality and
passion in the process!!
Paradoxically,
our real strength lies in vulnerability, in openness—one’s willingness (for
example) to really feel what you feel, or to place a little more faith in the universe
having your back.
Experiencing our
vulnerability renders us more pliable and flexible. It is the source of our
compassion and ability to empathize. Qualities which strengthen us internally
and grant us the power to withstand the rigors of life more intelligently and
effectively.
Conversely, a
life of defensive control makes us rigid, fearful and anxious—qualities that eventually rob us of our power and keep us in a state of self-imposed oppression.
Having said all
that however, there is a place for being alert and careful—mindful and aware.
Thus, meditation.
Anytime I feel confused, anxious or overwhelmed sitting quietly, chilli’n with
the Universe always does me a world of good.
We are not here
to try and exert control over the earth nor each other. We are here to connect.
And there is no connecting with others without experiencing our beautiful,
exquisite vulnerability. It is the seed of our reverence and respect.
We are all vulnerable. Treasure it.
