"This that we are honors the persona equally with the eternal."
There are a lot of helpers in the world. Most of those helpers have some wisdom; some have a lot. But there is something about the roles of helper/ helpee that has always bothered me: the assumption that someone needs "help."
From one point of view, of course, we all need help at different times. Some of us seem to need more than others. But from the point of view of the eternal, no one needs any help: we are all perfect as we are. And somehow, when we meet someone who knows that, we are radically changed, even if the person says nothing at all about it.
Many years ago, I saw a Kurosawa movie called, DO DES'KA DEN. It was a commercial flop and not very many people saw it, but I've seen it three or four times. I kept trying to figure out what it held for me, because when I saw it, it appeared that a transcendent wisdom was being transmitted, although I wasn't sure if it was in the film, or if I had just projected it. In this film, a ragtag group of society's dregs lives in a rubbish pile on the edge of Tokyo Bay. Their quirkiness is all in the service of survival. And it was something about Life's pushing through, Life's just keeping on making it happen that moved me to tears. Pamela today called it the "resilience of consciousness," and suddenly I saw why I had watched this movie so many times.
I saw for the first time how every form, everyone, not in spite of how they are but in the very being of who and what they are, is manifesting divine perfection. Adyashanti used to call it "the Eternal in drag." It just shines if you have eyes to see it. And today, I have eyes to see it.
Of course, this doesn't negate that there will be people who push my buttons, people whom I don't like or who don't like me for a myriad of reasons. All that psychological stuff is still there, but it doesn't obscure what is underneath anymore.