Life is a Trajectory


No matter how much I fumble, second guess and take one step forward and two steps back, the Universe is moving forward.


No matter the destruction, the suffering, the loss of lives to violence, to the climate crisis and to Covid, the Universe is moving forward.


No matter the resistance and tantrums, and lack of compassion and empathy, the Universe is moving forward.


The evolution of this planet, the evolution of humanity, the evolution of heart-centered consciousness is not solely up to humanity. There’s a greater force at work here. It’s evident in our differences. It’s evident in the children. It’s evident in the animals. It’s evident in the heart-centered experiences we feel.


Back in the early 70’s there was a pseudoscientific concept talked about how children being born then are believed to possess special, unusual and sometimes supernatural traits or abilities. They were labeled Indigo Children. There was also speculation that children born with ADD and/or ADHD were linked with these special talents and abilities. I believe the scope of differences has widened to include more diagnoses that fit into this concept. I’d like to think it was the evidence as we entered into a new humanity. Babies born broken open.


It brings to mind my recent conversation with my granddaughter, age 8. She surprised me out of the blue and asked for a picture of my late daughter, her auntie. We conversed about it and I said to her I’d love to find a picture of her auntie and her. It would be fun have a picture in her room of auntie and niece. My granddaughter looked me straight in the eye and said, “I don’t want me in the picture. I just want auntie.” I asked why. Her response was, “I want to talk to auntie. I don’t need to talk to me. I can already do that.”


My heart is still digesting that statement. Her heart intelligence is clearly moving in a direction beyond my thinking. I am humbled. I am heartened. I have hope.


As I’ve said before, there’s more to this world than what we see and know. Children hold a future with possibilities we can’t imagine. We think we know based on what we hold in our intelligent heads, but there is so much more afoot. I find it fascinating.


Every belief I held used to be a wall of stone. Slowly with work and awareness these walls are now porous and flexible because things change. It’s useful to hold a bifocal or trifocal vision of life. Sometimes I can’t find clarity or meaning to the whole picture, but always I make the assumption there is more going on. I just can’t see it yet. Otherwise, what’s my course of action? It doesn’t help me if I assume to know the truth about my world when I get surprised with unexpected changes.


I often play devil’s advocate with my beliefs on life after death, admonishing myself for the foolish thoughts that my daughter exists somewhere else, happy and learning more about her heart, about her lessons and about love. Who do I think I am concocting such stories when I learned the truth in my Sunday School class in my Protestant upbringing 60 years ago?


Then I think about her life on a trajectory. She was born ill. Lived, loved, laughed, made friends, grew into an adult and then it was her time to leave. The impact she had on the lives of so many broke them open. Broke me open.


Then I remind myself I’m the one experiencing my life. I’m the one that redesigns my rules. I’m the one that advocates for love and acceptance and I’m the one that chooses to be happy over being right. I answer to me. My overall truths do not harm myself or others. I respect differences, my own and others, and always deliver with kindness. When I can’t I strive to understand why and refine.


Life is a trajectory moving in a direction we can’t see yet, but the evidence I see is clearer and clearer we’re going somewhere. I invite your imagination to travel to the unknown and allow in a Universal intelligence greater than you can imagine, powered on love. That death is not the end, but a step in a soul’s trajectory. Suffering is part of the journey. Wisdom is gleaned through the suffering. We are not in control, AND we are held in the arms of a greater source of intelligence fueled on the only viable emotion alive and that is Love.