Hell visits Heaven
Meditationtime Forum Post
Date: Posted 3 years before Jan 28, 2017
MiBeloved 3 years ago
I am presently at a house where there are some indoor dogs and cats. It is very interesting to see how these animals are living, in a sort of physical heaven, where they have no jobs, very little responsibilities and where they enjoy air conditioning and as much foods as they can gobble down.
Why did this happen to these animals, when millions of human beings long for having these privileges? If human beings are so important then why it is that nature has not afforded every one of them these basic luxuries. These animals have no jobs, earn no income, sleep when they desire, get affection from their owners and enjoy lying on soft couches. They do not have to clean up after themselves. They live like aristocrats who have paid servants, their owners.
Are these animals the ancestors of these owners but in animal bodies?
But there is another more interesting part to this, where one of the animals spends more than half of its waking hours biting and scratching its skin. I spoke to the owner about it. He was aware of the condition and once gave the animal a medication which seems to relieve the dog for about 20 hours, after which it promptly began the biting scratching engagement all over again. It would have to contort itself to get to some of the itchy areas and some it could not reach because its form and limbs did not allow it to access those places.
That reminded me that no matter what, whatever irritation, whatever trauma, one is due to have, it will come to one even in heaven. One cannot escape. Nature plays its game with precision mathematics, where if you are to be in a heaven in the maximum comfort, then if it feels that you have to suffer some anyway, it will make sure that in your heaven you see some hell.
Imagine what it would be like to be in the position of this itchy-skin dog, where you are in luxury and have every comfort and all the food your little heart desires, and still you have some other irritable condition which rips off your attention so that the luxury passes you by.
Is that the life?
Will my desires for the best, always be spliced with some of the worse?
