[Jackiejdajda]

Janeytwo

Yes, standing at the fork in the road asking ourselves which route we will take. With the surrender of my children, I stood at the fork and took the adoption road; a road soaked with constant rain. But you know, now that I've emerged from the tunnel as it were, I can see the light ahead. And this time? That fork in the road? Well....it's a little scarier maybe but in this new strength I will take the reunion road nonetheless.

I am reminded of one of my best lessons..

TS Eliot wrote about a persons journey through life.. (I believe) in his poems called Four Quartets.
Scott Peck picked up on it and wrote..

page 19... Further Along the Road Less Traveled.. Scott Peck..


...So the myth is true. We really can not go back to Eden.. We must go
forward through the desert. But the journey is hard and consciousness
is often painful. And so most people stop their journey as quickly as
they can. They find what looks like a safe place, burrow into the
sand, and stay there rather than go forward through the painful
desert, which is filled with cactuses and thorns and sharp rocks..


Even if most people have been taught at one time or another that
"those things that hurt, instruct" (to borrow Benjamin Franklin's
phrase), the education of the desert is so painful they discontinue it
as early as they can..


Senility is not just a biological disorder. It can also be a
manifestation of a refusal to grow up, a psychological disorder
preventable by anyone who embarks on a lifetime pattern of
pyschospiritual growth. Those who stop learning and growing early in
their lives and stop changing and become fixed often lapse into what
is sometimes called their "second childhood". Then become whiny and
demanding and self-centered. But this isn't because they have entered
their second childhood. They have never left their first, and the
veneer of adulthood is worn thin, revealing the emotional child that
lurks underneath..



Growing up Painfully..

When we were banished form Paradise, we were banished forever. We can
never go back to Eden. If you remember the story, the way is barred
but cherubim's and a flaming sword..


We cannot go back. We can only go forward..


To go back to Eden would be like trying to return to our mother's
womb, to infancy.. Since we cannot go back to the womb or infancy, we
must grow up.. We can only go forward through the desert of life,
making our way painfully over parched and barren ground into
increasingly.. deeper levels of consciousness..


This is an extremely important truth because a great deal of human
pathology, including the abuse of drugs, arises out of the attempt to
get back to Eden.. At cocktail parties we tend to need at least that
one drink to help diminish our sef-consciousness, to diminish our
shyness. It works, right? And if we get just the right amount of pot
or coke or some combination thereof, for a few minutes or a few hours
we may regain temporarily the lost sense of oneness with the universe.
We may recapture that deliciously warm and fuzzy sense of being one
with nature again..


Of course, the feeling never lasts very long and the price isn't
usually worth it.. So the myth is true.. We cannot go back to Eden..



Jackie