Why Do We Fight?!

The peace that can enter ones heart when preparing to write, bare ones soul, or just bring fourth observations of what we know as the world of form.

I'm breathing and am aware of each breath that I allow to come and go freely and those that I hold.
Where do I start with this, always the first question that comes to me while writing, and my response always is just pick a point and all will flow from there. To be honest I have fought with my husband nearly all day....! Wow what stamina I can have sometimes, through fear of feeling pain. When pain comes we can choose to fight it and therefore fight with what we think is the cause, ie that which is external to us meaning another person, that which we think has caused the pain. That perception is a dangerous one, it is how we choose to feel, that power is ours not somebodyelses. No one and no circumstance can hurt us unless we allow it, now that is freeing, though difficult to digest at times, well most of the time. It seems easier to fight the pain and fight the person, situation or circumstance rather than surrender to it. By that I mean be truly present with it and aware of it and not attach it to ourselves, to our identity of what we perceive as I. I'm in pain is someways is an untrue statement, the truest expression of that is I feel pain. Oh yes I have moments of feeling pain, allowing it to come in and then run away from it. Is it really easier to run away from it? Or is it better serving to go into it? Sometimes I think I have the answers to that and other times I feel completely lost!

Why choose to fight with those that we love? Love is a fragile thing that can only take so much. But we continue to fight, instead of holding love in a gentle way, nurturing it like a delicate flower that could be gone any day, even though it can be gone, it isn't in this moment and this moment is all we have, everything else is made up of ideas, thoughts, or memories. The only thing that is really is the now, that where we dwell. At the moment I'm dwelling in my house with no lights on, candles in the background with napster playing music to help soothe my cascading mind and wondering why we fight!

We fight to defend that which we think is being attacked. We fight because of fear and I don't know about you, but I'm tired of being afraid of that which might or might not happen. I tried of feeding my power into the well of fear. We get to choose every moment of every day, we get to choose everything. How we perceive a situation, what someone says, how we response or react, how we feel or don't feel, what action to take or not take, whether to walk away or stay. So many choices that it can be overwhelming to be aware of it, that we can then choose the perceived easier route of just reacting. It takes practise, awareness and patience to respond rather then react out of old conditioning, past experiences and fear. This takes honesty, to truly be honest with ourselves and where we are at. To be able to admit where we are at emotionally and take 100% responsibility for it can be daunting, but so rewarding. As soon as you are aware of what is going on for you, you notice the thoughts that cause the emotionally reaction then you can only act out of awareness and acceptance. If your angry and don't know what to do about it, just admitting that to yourself and letting that sink in and truly be with it, accepting it, you then discover clarity and your own innate wisdom that resides in all of us, if we just allowed ourselves to hear it.

I could go on and on, pretending that I have the answers to this. But the truth is I don't have the answers and that is ok, because I will remember one day that I don't need to have them, that all I have to do is surrender to that which is wiser than my thoughts which is my awareness in the moment.

Here's to all us choosing to act from a place of awareness, acceptance of where we are truly at and bring consciousness into every moment, situation and circumstance.

With the highest respect I leave with the question why do you fight?