Remember to Remember

I once did what is called a perfection argument. I argued against my perfection. Three teachers argued for it. It was billed as “4 hours and we always win.”

I fought hard. I lost. My fight was exhausted. I had to admit that I was perfect.

But it was a slippery slope, like a gateway drug, if I were perfect then so were you and so was this; perfect with room to evolve.

I had implanted into my brain a perfection translator: Suddenly I saw everything—and I mean everything—as for me.

It had its price: I was robbed of my ability to judge or blame you, my tendency to compare myself to anyone, my belief that I could or wanted to fix anyone. Even when people wanted to judge, compare themselves to or fix me!

It’s a perilous path, this perfection path. In a fix-it society you can be an outcast. I lost some friends for sure when I did not hop on the grievance bandwagon.

But here’s the thing, it’s nearly 30 years later and I’ve popped my head on into many a tradition and many  a practice and I’ve found this single experience to be the blade that cuts through the delusion. And free people free people. Bound people try to bind others with their judgements and views, their endless diatribes and their self important treatises. Not good. 

May all who have had the flash remember. And those who haven’t, be struck by the flash today.