Losing Ground

Recently life has become a very strict teacher! The lessons seem to be coming more frequently and they seem to be hitting closer to home.  Since our move to another area and home, I am growing acutely aware that all the things in life I take for granted as being safe and sound are, in fact, quite easily invaded.

It started when we were moving. We were informed that a home on the street across from our place had been broken into during the day, even though this was supposed to be a safe neighborhood. Then my computer got a virus despite the antivirus and firewall protections I’d purchased.  Then I called the company I bought the computer protection software from only to realize that I was actually speaking to the very person I was trying to protect my computer from. Then our bed was invaded by bedbugs probably picked up on the discount moving service we’d used during the move. Then when renting a safety deposit box at the bank, the written notice indicated that none of the stored items were covered under FDIC.  This onslaught of ‘reminders’ feels weighty to me.

We like to think of our home, computer, bed and bank as being safe places that are inviolate.  We use these places and things to conduct our most intimate and private business.  The thought that they are subject to invasion is decidedly unsettling. Therefore I have to wonder: what am I meant to be learning?  What is escaping my attention, which is causing the lessons to manifest in so many different ways in such a short time span?

If you think I have the answer, I haven’t!  Naturally I’m drawn to try and understand what I’m not getting or seeing.  All these incidents seem to concentrate around the notion of safe refuges and a sense of security. The frequency of these occurrences and their personal nature screams some significance to me.  I suppose if I weren’t the type of person who chooses to understand or read meaning into life’s occurrences, I wouldn’t be plagued by them.

However, I do believe that life sends us lessons.  Our role is to first recognize that we are being taught something and then to learn it.  If we fail to even comprehend that there’s significance or meaning to what is being experienced, we lose the lesson and consequently the opportunity to learn.  But life is nothing if not tenacious, and we’ll certainly get to experience and learn the lesson in another way.  For me, I’m opting to learn the lesson the first time round.  But clearly I’ve not done so yet, hence the many manifestations of what I am assuming is essentially one lesson. 

  What are your thoughts about such life experiences?  I’d love to hear your feedback and insights in this regard.