Carielle writes on Destiny, Past Lives – Various Theories….
“The thing that irks / bothers me about this line of thought is that possibility that people can get into a “blame the victim” mentality — bad shit is happening to a person (illness, financial woes, cheating lover, whatever, etc.) — man, they must have really screwed up in the past to have to go through that now. And I don’t think that’s necessarily the case. Sometimes shit just happens, and you have to deal with it, without it being some punishment for a past transgression.”
Carrielle, this is a complex subject and I suspect there is not only more than one answer, but there are many answers. Recently the soldier and I have been watching various things on the Holocaust and there is no way all those people killed deserved their fate. However, with other people you get a distinct sense they have brought things upon themselves.
The way the soldier puts it… “If you make pain for others you are really making pain for yourself… worse pain that is, whether you realize it or not,” which is of course part of the the Scorpio story. You’ve got power (energy) but by God if you misdirect it is going to come back on you as smart Scorpio is well aware.
My story (one small part of it, or my entire life taken as a whole) is an interesting study. I have had way more than my share of bad things befall me. I have has had waaaay more than my share of challenge and hardship and people make different things of this fact.
I’ll use the situation with my daughter as an example because many are familiar with it but really the situation with my daughter is not extraordinary in the scheme of my life. That I would suffer a horrible loss is the norm. Er… although the scenario with my daughter is itself is very rare if not completely unique, it is not unusual or even remarkable if you take it in context of the rest of my life.
Matter of fact if you consider my whole life, you might even say the idea I would suffer something of this magnitude to be predicable. I have been shown over and over to be a person who suffers loss that is staggering but why?
Some would say I must have been a shithead in my last life and frankly, I’d just laugh at them. For one thing, what the hell do they know? Here’s what I know:
If a person wants to make a case, they make a case. So if the case you want to make is that I deserved to lose my daughter.. I deserved to watch her go down as your daughter rose up and flourished then that is exactly what you’ll do. But it does not mean it has anything to do with whatever reality might be.
Another person might look at my situation and say, “Poor Elsa”, she’s got so much shit to deal with although honestly this is very rare. Rare and also not necessarily real.
Am I poor when I am happier than the person who is pitying me? That seems unlikely. I’ll tell you what I think and I emphasize the word “THINK” because really, I have no idea.
I don’t think I am a victim at all. I think I am in service here and I have been for a very long time. Since I was a kid, I mean.
I think I was born into service and one of the things I do is collect and contain negative energy for the collective. I collect it and then process it and transform into something usable (and often quite valuable) that I offer to the collective.
What I get out of this is “a job well done,” which is actually very meaningful if you’re me.
Now if you read this carefully you can see that from my perspective the outsiders view that I am a victim (regardless of if they blame or don’t blame me) is a total hologram. It’s a total projection, often times damned elaborate but nothing I can take credit for.
What I can take credit for is the fact I take copious amounts of negative energy and experience in and put copious amounts of positive energy and experience out and if you interfere with this process or heap further burden upon me, I doubt you rack up any brownie points with anyone, anywhere.
But back on the victim thing… I am not a victim. I am merely doing my job and it happens to be quite shitty. I am however, very, very good at the shitty job and I don’t waste a drip or a drop of talent. I mean if I had more, I’d give it the same way that for some, if there is more to take, they’ll take it. There is a continuum and people have got to land somewhere. My dice fell in this manner, I don’t know what else to say.
Are you a victim? Of who?