“The problem is not in your being. The problem is in your seeing.” ~ Hareesh
Every year I chose an intention that defines the year. It began with Year of Courage in 2016. Year of Lotus in 2017. And Year of Surrender in 2018.
And finally this year has revealed itself as Year of Divine.
This clarity came from a personal experience that led me to see that there is no greater power.
Something happened that showed me the power of the Human Spirit…the power of the Divine, the unrelenting, unstoppable power of Love.
It begins with a simple story, for the third time in the last two years, I lost my passport traveling in a foreign country. Not once, not twice, but THREE times I’ve lost my passport!
First in Mexico, then in Vietnam and today in Thailand.
Each of these are developing countries that many people from my own country have told me are unsafe to travel in. And yet each time, without fail, it has been ordinary people, like you and me, who went through extraordinary feats to bring it back, just in time, so I could go fly back home.
One shipped it from Costa Rica after finding it in a seat back pocket.
Another expedited it from a hotel in Hanoi through busy city streets to the airport.
And finally, today, the cabin crew discovered it in a seat back pocket in Bangkok before my flight home.
While part of me shakes my head and says “Pay Attention. Be more responsible!” I also see the beauty of each of these moments.
Each time, it was returned with haste, not for a reward or for any kind of fame and definitely not out of convenience but out of the pureness of their hearts.
This isn’t the only mishap I’ve had while traveling. I nearly missed my flight from South Korea to Vietnam and they held the plane for me. I lost my iPhone in Prague and a family went out of their way to find the only Czech number in my phone and contacted them before I planned to leave for Spain the next day.
Time after time the generosity of the human spirit and our divine nature prevails!
But it’s not just these individuals who have offered me their love. Country after country I have visited has welcomed me with open arms. I’ve always been greeted with kindness, generosity, understanding, respect, and love.
When I gratefully received my passport back today I looked more deeply at its contents…
Issued by the United States of America…
“We the People of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Prosperity do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.
“We have a great dream. It started way back in 1776 and God grant that America will be true to her dream. ~ Martin Luther King Jr.
“The cause of freedom is not the cause of a race or a sect, or a party or a class – it is the cause of humankind, the very birthright of humanity. ~ Anna Julia Cooper
“Every generation has the obligation to free men’s minds for a look at new worlds…to look out from a higher plateau than the last generations.” ~ Ellison S. Onizuka
Have you ever looked in detail at your passport? The tributes that line the pages of the USA passport speak to a vision that goes beyond individual gain, they speak in reverence towards the Greater Good.
And while I have some resistance towards and I acknowledge the pain of many people particularly indigenous and immigrants who have suffered under the oppression of this countries past and present leaders, in this moment, I feel proud.
I feel proud to be an American. I feel grateful for my great grandparents who braved dark times and rough seas to start a new life in this country. For better or for worse, without clear certainty, they journeyed forth and I am the living manifestation of the future they could only dream of.
I see that I have enormous privilege and that I am the fruit of their labor.
And from all of that hard work and sacrifice comes a little booklet that gives me access to the whole world.
As I flipped through the pages of my passport, I saw stamps and stamps and stamps, almost all from Asia.
Seeking, searching, exploring, trying desperately to find my roots. To belong.
Looking at my passport in full, I saw myself.
Western on the inside.
Eastern on the outside.
Eastern on the inside.
Western on the inside.
In that moment, I no longer saw Asian or American. I saw both and neither and both.
All I saw was Divine Union. Completeness. Whole.
I felt I could finally integrate the parts of me that seemed at war with each other.
What does it even mean to be Asian American? What’s our story? With two years of traveling outside the U.S., I’m only beginning to find out.
But I just want to say…these divisions we create between ourselves, between others, between country, culture , and creed, between sexual orientation, gender, class, and everything else, I believe that God doesn’t make mistakes.
The way I see it is we all come from and dissolve into the same source. And it is from that eternal source that we come to exist in infinite forms.
You are not simply a human having a (spiritual) life. Or a spirit having a human life.
You are both.
And it is only the confusion of separateness that creates our suffering.
Separation from others is separation from ourselves. Division within is division without.
In the tantric view, the core of the teachings is to see the world through the eyes of non-duality and to see the Divine in all beings.
“The problem is not in your being. The problem is in your seeing.”
And it is only when you can align your seeing with your being that you can truly cut through the veils of separation and come into the fullness of your own Humanity and your own Godliness.
Final words that my Soul Godmother and Coach said to me after I got my passport back.
“In my life, I have found walking in the Divine is probably the most mysterious journey in life. Safe travels and don’t forget to say thank you to the Divine. Stay in gratitude and I will do the same.” ~ Sally
So what better way to honor this year than with that.
With divine love and gratitude,
Kelsey Lotus Wong