Confronting Fear in Meditation
Recently I did a meditation where I confronted a typically fearful image or archtype, the Devil, and received some incredible insight. Below is a brief account of my experience and the insights I gained:
The scene was set in a concrete cell, illuminated just enough to see the corners, two human figures and Devil but all else was darkness. As I looked around, I didn't feel frightened, I felt curious and watched to see all that was happening around me.
The Devil steps down from his perch and sits in a pile of hay against a back wall. The man and woman are alive but motionless, indifferent.
I approached the Devil and he rises to meet me returning to his perch.
"Why did you call me here," I ask.
"It was not I who called you here, but you chose chose to come," he replied.
"You do not seem to evil to me," I say with curiousity.
"Whatever people do not like in the world or in themselves they call evil. I represent that part which is feared and hated but am not evil or good."
I notice a man and woman, appearing indifferent, although alive.
He says, "I do not keep them here. It is their fears that chain them, bind them and keep them prisoner. Truly they are free to go at any time they choose."
I sense the Devil speaks the truth.
He is bored but his role, like a watchman, is to be in this space with those who come here.
He gives me a tiny star, the divine spark of life. He tells me, "Divinity is within every person no matter how horrible they may be, and each of us is merely chained by our own fear and hatred. All the world is open to you if you release your fears. It is your divine right to have all you desire, and you can."
I offer him gratitude for his openness and wisdom, and I exit.
The scene was set in a concrete cell, illuminated just enough to see the corners, two human figures and Devil but all else was darkness. As I looked around, I didn't feel frightened, I felt curious and watched to see all that was happening around me.
The Devil steps down from his perch and sits in a pile of hay against a back wall. The man and woman are alive but motionless, indifferent.
I approached the Devil and he rises to meet me returning to his perch.
"Why did you call me here," I ask.
"It was not I who called you here, but you chose chose to come," he replied.
"You do not seem to evil to me," I say with curiousity.
"Whatever people do not like in the world or in themselves they call evil. I represent that part which is feared and hated but am not evil or good."
I notice a man and woman, appearing indifferent, although alive.
He says, "I do not keep them here. It is their fears that chain them, bind them and keep them prisoner. Truly they are free to go at any time they choose."
I sense the Devil speaks the truth.
He is bored but his role, like a watchman, is to be in this space with those who come here.
He gives me a tiny star, the divine spark of life. He tells me, "Divinity is within every person no matter how horrible they may be, and each of us is merely chained by our own fear and hatred. All the world is open to you if you release your fears. It is your divine right to have all you desire, and you can."
I offer him gratitude for his openness and wisdom, and I exit.
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