June 9, 2021 Wednesday Afternoon, Dharma Path Intensive, Excerpt
Yeshua on Meeting His Own Imperfections
Q: Yeshua, how did you deal with your imperfections? How did you deal with your falling short of your goal? I would like to hear it in your own words. Thank you.
Yeshua: How did I meet my own imperfections? With love. I had the blessing of an enlightened mother and father. They taught me as a baby, when I was struggling with anger or confusion, to pause and breathe and hold compassion for the human that I was.
I believe it may be in one of the books—I guess it’s called 47 Stories; it’s certainly somewhere in your transcripts—a story I told of being a small boy. Friends were throwing rocks at a small target to see who had the best aim, as boys will. I threw my rock and it went astray and passed the tree stump on which the target rested. We heard something cry out. I went into the grass beyond and found my rock had hit a bird.
I was heartbroken. I picked this small creature up. I held it with love. And I did the only thing I knew how to do: I took it to my mother.
She said to me, “Did you have intention to harm it?” “No.” “Did you realize it was there?” “No.” “Were other boys throwing rocks that went past the target?” “Yes, some.” “So, was there any reason for you to think that your rock could do harm?” “No.”
She said to me, “Before you can heal the bird you must heal yourself of your judgment of yourself and your anger at yourself. Hold yourself in love because you also are wounded. Invite love into yourself. And only when you feel clear of the pain and anger at the self for harming another being and can ask that that pain become the ground for something beautiful, that out of that pain healing may come, then pick up the bird.” She was holding the bird, meanwhile, and I’m sure she was helping the bird.
It took me a few minutes, and then I said, “I’m ready.” She handed me the bird. I simply began to hold it with love, to apologize to it, to wish it well. And gradually I felt some movement there in my hands, as the bird, which had been perhaps stunned rather than deeply injured, began to move, and look around. And then in a few more minutes it began to move its wings. And then it turned and looked at me, turned back and flew away.
So, how did I learn this? I allowed that bird to teach me, as all of you have the opportunity to allow that which has received your—I don’t want to call them mistakes, but your movements that seem to do harm. They are your teachers. They may or may not be able to fly away after. They are your teachers of compassion. That is the will from which you draw to find that which releases self-blame.
Two parts, here. To know that for which you are responsible and accept responsibility; to see the karma that may be there. To do what is needed to balance that karma and to release the karma.