Growing up on many animated and live-action films, I was part of a great tribal mind that there is always a battle waged between good and evil. There is always a hero on one side, and a villain on the other. The hero must kill the villain, lest the enemy wreaks more havoc. Evil must be fought by all means, by hook or by crook. This Armageddon has been a common pattern virtually on all fantasy and science fiction stories, an essential theme that makes any story interesting since conflict is the main ingredient that propels action, and the hero's triumph over the villain is the most anticipated victory. Until two years ago, while I dreamed of writing my own epic, I have become aware that this theme is no more than a prosaic fictional depiction of what is truly happening in the world that we still keep hidden and, worst, unnoticed. We have always separated ourselves from others. In a moment of conflict, we always see ourselves, our families, or our friends as the righteous ones. We have failed to see through the Our enemies are a colorful band of hated people: in-laws, spouses, partners, kids, siblings, relatives, former friends, colleagues and co-workers, old flames and schoolmates, neighbors next door, politicians of another party, strangers on the bus, restaurant crews or government officials. We only see them as people who give us the bad day. We believe that our enemies are people who do not understand things with common sense, who deserve to be condemned and hated. We breed ill-will towards them in an increasing scale: from irritation, annoyance and anger, to rage, hatred and wrath. These emotions are like small sparks that have ignited into damaging wildfire, flaring up our hearts to just make one move that will end our enemies into ashes. And even if we win, the empty core of ourselves is still wondering for that fulfillment. We have never been empty before. We are burned in the same hell where we cast our enemies off.
But why is it that the more we win battles against enemies, there is still more unrest outside as much as inside? Is there any way to end this viciousness, to stop acting like wild reptiles, and to become human beings again? The answer: yes, there is. It is about time to make a conscious shift of how we understand the word enemy.

We can begin asking ourselves this question: who is our enemy? If you still have a particular person in mind, who pushes your buttons, gets on your nerves from time to time, and blame him or her for your unhappiness, then you have to start deeper self-examination. The enemy of the soul is not someone who disagrees with you, even those who are different from the way you become and do things. The enemy of the soul is not the one who wins or loses the battle. The enemy of the soul is not the one who is an evil villain. The enemy is a concept of how you see your self. The words "enemy" and "soul" and the thousand of meanings and experiences behind them cannot co-exist, simply because the former is non-existent; only the latter is true. You don't have an enemy. The enemy you only see is yourself. However you see others an enemy, that is how you precisely see yourself. When you find your enemy horrible, that is how you mirror yourself with him or her. When you inflict injury on your enemy, it is the injury that you inflict on yourself. Whenever you wound any enemy, you cannot avoid but wound yourself. As we realize the truth of our
I have come to the world to see this:
the sword drop from men's hands
even at the height of
the arc of their rage
because we have finally realized
that there is just one flesh
we can wound.
This poem brings us to a fresh
While facing our enemies, both ourselves and others, we are now reminded not to judge, vilify, condemn, because our lack of knowledge about the other disarms us of possible attack, and calls for more understanding. As we begin to understand, we enrich the possibility of friendship instead of enmity, and make the best of our intrinsic symbiotic connection with our fellow human beings, ending the savage impact of our the predatory and parasitic minds.
As you read this, crimes, wars and killings are still ongoing in different parts of the world. The enemy of the soul is still strong in the minds of the many, and is out of our control. But we can do something. We have to begin within ourselves, befriending the enemy within. The real freedom is not to expunge what we hate on ourselves, but to embrace the wholeness of our being. For our enemies, as we conveniently call them, remind us the great wisdom that what we hate in them is what we hate on ourselves. And hatred, echoing what the 





1 comments:
Amen to this! =)
And Hafiz really summed it all up so well - there is only one flesh we can wound. All we have to do is recognize our connection and oneness with all beings so we will no longer have any desire to hurt another - sounds simple but not easy. But I trust we will get there one day. =)
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