I like the word, “dharma.” If I had a female child, (to me it sounds feminine, most likely because I loved that show Dharma & Greg), I’d consider naming her that. I very well may name my next canine child that.
I like the idea of yelling it in my yard or in a park to call this pup. “Dhar-maaaa!” I’ll yell joyfully, with arms open wide. The dog will come and hopefully the Universe will listen and deliver as well. Come, dharma. Stay, please.
Oh, that it was that simple. That your dharma could show itself as literally as a sweet pup standing in front of you, wagging its tail joyfully and waiting on your love and a treat.
If It Were Easy, You Wouldn’t Learn a Lesson
I think most of us spend time trying to figure out our place in life. We ponder and question whether to do this or that. Not just big decisions, little ones, thinking that if we choose that or this, our path will fork in another direction. It does, I suppose, but doesn’t it always lead to the place you are supposed to end up in the first place?
I’m diving deep on this idle Thursday. I have a birthday coming up and each one gets me to thinking, Okay, what now?
My purpose. My soul’s journey. My place in this vast universe. I consulted the all-knowing Wikipedia and according to it, there’s not a literal translation into Western language of the word, “dharma,” but we’ve come to think of it as our purpose in life. Our “highest happiness“ according to an article I read today.
Not to be confused with its close relative, Karma which gives out rewards (and demerits) for the actions we do while we’re living this life. When I get ticked off for the umpteenth time when someone rides my bumper and I hurl bad words and thoughts to them from inside the safety of my car, I think…Oh boy, have many demerits did that cost me?
Like the spirit standing at the pearly gates checking your life book…”Okay, you really should’ve called her/him that and thought about having giant logs come out of the back of your car that would smash his/her large vehicle into that swampy pond filled with alligators.* Not good at all. Oh, and that time you lied about having something to do when you really could have gone to that party…not good. Not good.”
Does it delay your dharma or your realizing exactly what that (your purpose) is? Most likely. If we’re busy trying to control what we can’t or hold a grudge or refusing to let go of “what could have been, had I just…”
Our minds aren’t as open if we keep looking back.
Good Rules for Living and Finding Purpose
The same article I referenced above espouses that there are “10 Laws of Dharma.” Here they are in a nutshell:
Patience, forgiveness, self-control, honesty, sanctity, meditation or prayer (control of senses), reason, knowledge or learning, truthfulness and absence of anger.
I’m pretty sure this is exactly what I learned growing up as a little girl in a small town in Tennessee. My parents taught me this and so did the church I attended. Though I’m all grown up now, I still remember me, as that child, wondering the same thing I’m wondering now.
What’s my purpose?
I was a sensitive and deep kid. That hasn’t changed and I’m going to stop trying to be less so—that’s the truthfulness thing—when we stop trying to be “less” of who we are, then it stands to reason we only become more of who we are meant to be.
If I look through that list, I see some things I definitely need to improve upon (reference bumper riding traffic thing) and some others that I believe I’ve improved upon as a student of life on this Earth.
The learning and knowledge law speaks volumes to me, so as I write this, I’ve stumbled upon a direction toward that purpose. There is always a way to learn something new, always and I do love me some learning. I believe once I take a step toward more of that, the possibilities are limitless.
There’s an expression I read long ago and I’m paraphrasing: The teacher will keep showing up until the lesson is learned. I think that’s part of it and maybe being mindful, aware and recognizing who or what that “teacher” is when it shows itself, is the key to it all.
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Do you believe we each have a specific purpose? Do you feel as if you’re close to that purpose or are you already “there?”
Have you ever been mellow? (Sorry, that’s a song that I heard in the grocery store yesterday that made me want to go home and drink an entire bottle of wine. But I didn’t.)
*For the record, I really don’t want anyone to be in a swampy pond with alligators or hit their car(s) with giant logs. It’s a metaphor for my frustration with inconsiderate drivers. I just want them to back off and there just happen to be a lot of ponds, marshes and alligators where I am presently. Just to be clear.
SIDE NOTE: This post was inspired by a friend who is a very astute student of life. Thank you.