I used to go to a rune reader over a number of years in the 2000’s, and he used to say one thing to me repeatedly: “you are a spiritual innocent, you have to realize that there are monsters out there”.
It took me years to understand what he meant, for myself. I was really a complete walk over, even where I tried to be an intelligent, principled walk over. But there were so many things wrong with that unconscious position. Where to begin?
Many of us have had a very skewed view of the world at times, and one which (if I’m honest) is actually cowardly, though it tends to see itself as virtuous. People still carry around this baggage that there’s a “good God” in charge, despite there really being no sign of that. Maybe that has a deal to do with it, I’m not sure. But people try to be nice, or even just scrupulously neutral, on the basis of that being rewarded, protected and respected. I do think though, that along with all those high, esoteric “laws” like those of polarity or (kerching!) attraction, they should add a really simple one:
everything is looking for lunch
The trouble with being psychically really nice, is that it makes you really tasty. They’re gonna love you, but the way they love a medium rare steak. And when I say “they”, I overwhelmingly mean people.
If we were talking about children, I’d be right there on this. I can’t stand those hideous bruiser moms and dads that go on about “toughening up” their kids. Children are absolutely meant to be protected, including from other kids, who can be everything from just vile to psychopathic. Kids actually need to have a good something in charge, and that would be us adults, hopefully.
But adult life isn’t like that for us, and the psychic world isn’t either. There is a lot of good for sure, and lots of help, out of proportion (I’d say) to the risky stuff, but you don’t secure a good life by just being nice. If you can, then you can be sure that someone is doing part of your job for you, and you’re damn lucky, but that’s a position dependent upon someone else paying.
This is what some of the New Age stuff is like, and some of the neopagan stuff. All that talk of “angels” that bear no resemblance to those hardcore biblical things, but look more like permutations on Farrah Fawcett. All that stuff that puts the world in the hands of a cosmic Mom or Dad, that through faith and spell work will deliver us from the bad guys. All the books of smart tricks, that mean you can be good, and super nice, and win, and enjoy it, and turn it into money that is simply “abundance consciousness” made magically manifest. It’s the stuff of childhood, poured on a desperately unchild-like world. As temporary valium for the traumatized I think it actually has its place. But it’s a partial fiction at best, which means it might not serve you, if you don’t have that story backed up with harder currency.
The fact is, even roses have thorns. And psychically, you either need teeth, or friends and allies who have. You need boundaries that stay up, and that means being able to push back. You need a self, and you don’t get to really know and own your self, until you know and own the monster inside you.
And if you can’t be bothered to do that, then say hello to the dinner plate, because you were made for each other. Sorry, but that’s what growing up is like.
I don’t mean be an asshole, or be mundane and unimaginative, or invulnerable. I mean be in possession of yourself, and know that is no one’s job but yours.
Then you can make something good, and even make your world a better place.