It was through the passion of my ego’s annoyance that inspired me to write about the experience of last night’s adventure. It was through the observer, my higher consciousness, that I decided to write about the same experience and to release the pain I was choosing to experience.
Through this writing was when I discovered-or uncovered-the obvious. That like money, candy is energy!
The story begins when my family went trick or treating. We had strolled peacefully through a few streets in our neighborhood while our kids gathered candy from the homes of strangers -ones who had made big candy purchases just to serve random people in costumes exclaiming, “Trick Or Treat!”…and of course adding the courteous, “thank you”, that comes after the magical candy drop.
After our hour or so of candy collecting and fun Halloween Decor visuals, we walked over to visit some friends who every year, pass out candy from their very own spooktacular decorated driveway.
It wasn’t long after we had arrived that our friends realized they were almost out of candy to pass out. Their street had never seen so much foot traffic on Halloween night.
My guess, is that it was because this year Halloween fell on a Monday night. People have to work, after all. I soon asked myself as I noticed the time, why the heck are all these kids and grown-ups still out walking around and gathering candy so late?
It was my 10 year old Son who stepped up and graciously decided he wanted to share his own collected candy to save the night. We all kept asking, “are you sure?” He was VERY sure. Our whole party felt so much inspiration from his selfless decision. Our host was even so inspired that he went and presented a gift to show gratitude for this boy’s beautiful act.
My immediate experience of the moment was of course, witnessing the JOY of my Son’s act. He gave his candy away so lovingly and with so much care. He reminded me of a feeling. An authentic and pure experience in the act of giving. Giving from the heart before EVER “learning” anything else.
I remembered what it felt like before I learned what it was to be attached to “things”. Before fear and any sort of “lack of” mentality mind-set came to be. Through my own programming, the ego would have something to say about this one. It would be taking notes to wake me up with in just a few hours. I would soon be teetering endlessly from JOY to PAIN.
I fell asleep remembering the cute appreciative kids that my Son gave his candy to, but soon the ego would come wide awake with IT’S say in the matter, and it was already remembering everything it didn’t like….
…everything like the witnessing of parents gathering candy for their 1-year old …and the other group with their newborn, admitting the candy was really for themselves. The ego remembered the several cars desperately searching for houses with lights still on. It seemed like they were searching for a candy lottery or something-in search of as much candy as they could get while they could still get it. They’d park…grab candy….say thank you, of course, and leave.
And there was my Son still giving his candy away…to them.
I was experiencing feelings of pain within myself of what I judged as greed from others. It was all going over and over in my head-and in my heart, reminding me of how people feel about politics-the assumptions…the judgments…the expectations of others….IT’S ALL THAT SAME ENERGY! Why do I feel so sure about it? Because it FEELS like the same energy-festering and vibrating on it’s extremely low and dangerous setting.
My Son was not suffering for his kind act. I was.
Through writing this blog post, I would understand that through those who accepted candy from this beautiful spirit of a kid, where accepting the candy for his benefit. The true and pure authentic JOY IN GIVING would awaken as the experience that this little guy chose all by himself.
Lesson learned, Mom. All is well.