While talking with my counselor today, I understood something profound again. An understanding that had been seemingly lost for some time in the mystery of life.
This is the understanding of the ugliness of the flesh, and the beauty of the spirit (the deep spirit that is the True self, not just the spirit that is the reflection of that).
When we look into a mirror, which one is the real self? Which one is us? That might seem like a simple and obvious question, but it's not actually very obvious. We say to ourselves when we look in the mirror "that is me." But the reality is "that is the reflection of my body."
How did we get this ego? Why do we say "that is me" when we see a picture of our face in a photograph? Why would I be so bold in saying that the reflection of my body is "me", and not the reflection of another person's body?
Either the reflection is not you, or everything material that exists is you. Either you are nothing material, or you are everything material. Either I am no body or all bodies. No flesh or all flesh.
And we know that flesh dies. And death can be wonderful and horrible all at once. And we know that in this world, is flesh.
But the even deeper and meaningful understanding -- that of the Truth, that of the deep desire from within, the one that knows contentment when it finds it, the seeker of peace and joy and Truth -- is to be found seemingly at war with the flesh.
And I had a vision (while talking about it) of two opposing forces, and this was the cause of a lot of hardship and worry. But the flesh submitted and the spirit of Truth guided.
And contentment was found. And it was no longer Spirit vs. Flesh, but Spirit guiding flesh.
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