God’s answer is some form of peace. All pain
Is healed; all misery replaced with joy.
All prison doors are opened. And all sin
Is understood as merely a mistake.
Okay, I have a really good story in connection with this lesson. I’m laughing like crazy.
Enzo went missing again yesterday for 24 hours and all I did yesterday was wait around, call for him, take long walks with a coffee cup and a fork (the sound of which he recognizes as me, and usually comes running) trying to locate him. No such luck. I even drove my car up and down the road thinking he might be able to recognize the scent of the tires (because it was snowing and I figured he lost the scent of his trail)
Mostly I was worried because:
A. I’m a nut case
B. the immense amount of snow
So all day long I did nothing but look out the damn window like a lost puppy dog. When it comes to this cat … I’m totally insane, I know it.
So around 7pm last night, I finally calmed down. In a flash of recognition I realized that all my worrying was not going to bring the cat home and it was only wrecking my day along with my peace of mind.
So I got a fire going (with a flick of the switch), and settled in with a coffee and Carlos Castaneda who is always terrifically amusing to me. Turns out, it was the perfect remedy because his stories are always about animals being Spirit guides.
So, that was the first miracle. A form of peace. I actually forget about my worrying as I entered into the story. Don Juan is so hilarious. He is a tough, uncompromising teacher, my favorite kind of teacher.
“Journey to Ixtlan: The Lessons of Don Juan” is definitely the best in the series because it contains all of Don Juan’s lessons from the other books … all nicely packaged in this one book.
It’s got everything. This one line was cracking me up for 10 minutes. Carlos Castaneda is a know-it-all and never listens and never learns and he thinks he is better than Don Juan, and that Don Juan is just an old stupid Indian. And Don Juan asks if he thinks they are equal and Carlos says “yes, of course we are equals” even though he was quietly thinking to himself: “no, I am better than you because I am a university student, a man of the sophisticated Western world and superior to an Indian.”
And Don Juan says: “No, we are not equal. I am a hunter and a warrior, and you are a pimp.”
LOL.
So, anyways. I’m reading, reading, reading. Still thinking about Enzo a tiny bit, but no longer obsessed. And then there is the Christmas tree with more gifts from my mom ….
I decided to open ONE MORE. No harm in that, right?
So I open a gift. It felt like a wood sign. It was a cutting board in the image of a cat. OMG. I nearly choked from laughing so hard. It was made in Vermont and it is the exact sillouhette image of Enzo.
Hilarious. God’s answer is always some form of peace.
My mom is an angel.
I opened it exactly after I read the part where Don Juan tells Carlos Castaneda that plants are alive and can feel, and that Carlos needs to learn how to talk with plants and treat them as their equals, mostly as an exercise to get rid of his own self-importance.
So there I am laughing like crazy. Without thinking about it, I start talking to the wood cat as if it was Enzo. I felt joy and peace. That crazy wood cat had the same effect on me as the real thing! I couldn’t stop laughing. I was giggling like crazy.
That’s today’s lesson! God’s answer is some form of peace!
His answer might not come in the form you expect, but it will leave you feeling peaceful and happy. In that way, you will know it was God’s answer. All pain is healed. All misery replaced with joy. All prison doors are opened. And all sin is understood as merely a mistake.
And 20 minutes later, I heard a real cat crying. And there is Enzo at the front door like nothing at all happened.
My dog decided to take off, on his own, during a trek in the wilderness. He was only gone for an hour but it felt like an eternity. I hear you.
“The art of dreaming” is the 8th and last of the Castaneda books. I felt that it gave a great summation of the teachings.
Merry Christmas
MERRY CHRISTMAS LISA… AND THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING…
I LOVE YOU,
gem
I am in Venezuela.. and I just want to thank you for your writings and tell you that I pray for the best for you as you deserve and maybe sometime we could make you an invitation to come and teach here. It would be gorgeous. I love you
Dear Lisa,
Thank you for sharing and caring everyday. You have been a wonderful guide and teacher to me this past year. Joy, Peace, and Love to you always. I wish for you a Very Merry Chistmas- Your light continues to shine everywhere!
I Love You!