A Little Squeeze

There are no tests along the way. Nature does not give out grades.

What can happen, especially when it is time to close one door and move through another, is that you end up on the receiving end of a little squeeze that is perfectly adjusted to the level of ushering you require.

We get into comfortable grooves. We settle with our stories. We like our routines. However, you didn't sign up for comfort or routine, you signed up for progress, which means constantly beginning anew, at times without notice.

You might call the squeeze a crisis. But crisis is just a word we use to mean, "I don't know what's going to happen. I'm not sure if things will turn out OK." That's all a crisis is. Worry based in not knowing. Would it be a crisis if you knew how things were going to end?

More fundamental than any adverse, potentially scary circumstance is that a little pressure is now being applied where you are most sensitive. It can hurt.

Are you not ten times more alert? Asking important questions? Looking at the world differently? Perhaps remembering who you are and what really matters?

This means change, of some sort, a change you have been asking for, is underway.

Think about where you were before lightning struck. If you could, would you really want to go back? Maybe it was more familiar but can't you see that something needed to give?

Watch. In time, the unfamiliar becomes familiar but don't get too attached, as the familiar eventually becomes unfamiliar. And so on.

When in Crisis

Mosquitoes are meant to be swatted away. Not necessarily with exceeding amounts of force and aggression but a gentle flick of the wrist will do.

We tend to do the same thing in states of crisis. We try and make the problem go away as quickly as possible, whatever it is, to resume normalcy.

There is no accident a crisis is being visited upon you. It could be a diagnosis. Car crash. Job loss. Death of a loved one. A sudden, unexpected turn of events that has negative consequences.

We do ourselves a grave disservice by labeling the situation "bad" and casting ourselves into the role of hapless victim.

The crisis has arrived at just the right time, for just the reason, to just the right person. It is a time to pause, reflect, learn, and perhaps even change.

If you are open to looking closely enough, you might start to see the crisis as an upside down gift.

While you might be suffering, you can understand the perfection of the moment you find yourself in and all the causes that led you here. You might see that all the support you need is right there, maybe even more than you expected.

You might see the message that is trying to get through to you underneath all the difficulty.

The message getting through is more important than anything else because its impact is eternal. A temporary — it's always temporary — lapse into grief or hurt to receive it, is a small price to pay.


Your personal spiritual journey, like any other journey, has a specific trajectory. One filled with intense ironies worth considering for a moment.

As one travels relative west from Kathmandu to reach the Taj Mahal, you travel "deeper" (not higher) from your current position to understand the truth of who you are and are not. Deeper, as in diving to the bottom of the ocean deeper.

Though you would think gravity would be on your side with such a movement, like ocean diving, you find it is an uphill climb, as if you were trekking a Himalayan mountain. Tremendous effort is required to battle the antigravity forces that would have you say, "That's enough work for one life." And so be it if that is your conclusion.

But like a dedicated inspector on a cold case, something will always beckon you on.

Curiously, as you venture deeper and deeper into the world of self, your inverted position will gradually correct itself naturally. The world you turned upside down to, gives birth to a world where "upside down" is right side up.