Next to people we hate are conditions we develop an aversion toward. It’s quite possible to spend your whole day, your entire life even, going from avoiding one person or thing to another. I know. I’ve had a good track record in both. Hating that it’s summer and the sun’s too hot, and every place not air-conditioned is uncomfortable. Hating to be served the same food over and over again. Hating to be in the same room with people who obviously can’t stand you or have no desire to be trapped in the same room with you. Going out of your way to do things for people only to find out not only that they could care less, but they have nothing but criticism for what you even so much as dared to think of doing. People who can’t stop talking about what they hate about other people and about life.
Sound familiar? They are the muck out of which the lotus flower grows, but only when the flower seed becomes conscious and makes a decision – am I mud or am I flower? As with the lotus, so with us humans. We can very easily be the muck of life whose role is to challenge the lotus to bloom and grow, by being our obnoxious self, or to own our lotus-ness, our lotus-ship and embrace our divine destiny to be the best we can be.
