I couldn’t sleep
I checked the weather
The temperature read
An extremely low number
The day was surreal
Bombarded by winds
But what stung deeply more
Were the horrific accusations
“You’re the biggest problem
the building has even seen…
No one has ever bought a condo here for as low as you did.”
And…
“You’re the biggest problem to the community …here’s how:
You’re pointing out the problems and getting the police involved now…”
And…
“When you involve the police it gives the building a bad reputation… It scares the neighbors and leaves everyone wondering what’s happened…”
And…
“When you point out what others are doing wrong, it makes everyone uncomfortable in their situation…”
And…
“The police won’t do anything. I’m friends with the chief… He’s already told me to challenge this will cost too much in legal fees…”
And…
“Don’t you think you’re being a bit hysterical and getting everyone to worry?”
And…
“What’s worse the smell of weed or the smell of curry… Or the barking of dogs which can make people nervous.”
What’s missing here is the deeper wisdom that knows a woman comforts her heart by cooking and having several furries, he should know…
And a woman calls the police in order to ensure she is safe when no one is doing anything week by week and day after day…
And a woman looks for a bargain and anything to buy when she’s lived mobilely even if it means investing in something far from anything she knows by several dozen miles…
And a woman isn’t afraid to confront illegal activity even though it takes more courage than turning the other cheek…
And so many other accusations came that day…
While standing in my kitchen and I’d allowed him in because I thought he would say…
“Thanks…
“Thanks for being a watchful eye…”
“Thanks for letting me know when one of my tenants is breaking the condo association rules of a non smoking building and is thus out of line…”
“Thanks for helping me ensure the safety of the neighbors…”
“Thanks for caring for the integrity of this structure…”
“Thanks for following the condo docs and holding all accountable…”
But no, on that morning of freezing temperature I was hit with extremes that were direct and hateful…
So what do you do when bombarded by this assault?
When it’s freezing you can wear layers of down…
When you’re heart feels assaulted you can and must turn to divine Love…
Somehow through it all Love holds the highest standard…
Somehow through it all Love is steering each one to live up to what is Principle …
Somehow through it all you know you did the right thing…
How easy is it for anyone to fall asleep mentally and go along with “things have changed.”
How can I show my unit for sale or for rent when a new buyer or tenant would walk into a hallway of weed scent?
How can I ethically continue to pay a condo fee
When what that fee is supposed to ensure –the integrity of the building–is not continuing?
So here’s what I am doing and I share this with you
Because it’s the only thing I’ve ever been able to trust through and through:
A definition of a phrase that will be familiar to you…
From a book I study daily* and use in my healing practice too…
“church. the structure of truth and love. Whatever rests upon and proceeds from divine principle…”
Maybe not the most familiar definition for you but Mary Baker Eddy’s concept of church has for me felt like the assurance of Love’s forever hold of me and you
That where we go wherever we are we can feel the comfort of being “in church” as we uphold and live the standards of principle–truth and love– with our lives
So me being honest is me living this
And how can there be ultimately any other result than good?
And with this definition I’m insisting at once
That each one of us dwells forever in that structure of Truth and Love
And none of us are separate from the inner nudge that holds us accountable
And all of us yearn to be the innocence purity honesty just and loving we are meant to be at once.
As for what I am going to do?
Well it took several days to overcome the shock of realizing what you’ve done has been so wrongly taken as is your why for being here at all…
But now that I’m rallying and getting back my sense of spiritual armor
I am praying and listening for what changes need to happen and how to move on from this atmosphere …
I surely desire a more pure atmosphere in which to dwell as would you…
And so I’m deeply praying for where to go next as it isn’t so hard for me to find something but is rather difficult to find a building that allows a pet…
But Love has a place for each of us I know…
And Love is helping every one everywhere every moment to grow
And Love will be the remnant here…
Not the residue of the sting of the extremes barked to me that day …
Or the scent in the hallways –this is so clear…
My heart to yours
A spontaneous poem…
With tender love, radical courage, and deepest sense of honesty I know,
Tre ~
* Science and Health is my favorite book as it helps me take the now and get a spiritual view. Contact me to learn more about how to get that view especially and if your now feels a complete mess or if you feel victimed by any circumstance.
