A Story of Hanuman and a Lesson in Oneness
(excerpted and summarized from the book, “The Earth is the Classroom, Life is the Course, Here is the Handbook”)
By Mia Mona Muriel Amore’, O.M.
By Mia Mona Muriel Amore’, O.M.
This story and this lesson begin with a dream…..
“The city was deserted. The streets were empty. The buildings were abandoned, some of them boarded up. There were only a dozen or so of us left. We had all gathered in one of the lounges on an upper floor of a vacant hotel to watch the surreal scene unfolding before us. The world was at war. All was darkness, except for the flashes of artillery and the explosions of bombs that eerily lit up the countryside. We watched what was happening around us in disbelief.
The lights in the hotel flickered on, and we gave a small cheer for whoever had managed to get the generator to run. With the power on we could open the exterior doors of the building again. Several of us opted to go out in the streets to see if there were any in need of assistance.
I searched street after street, but saw no one. The stillness in a place that was usually bustling with people and business weighed heavily in my ears. I decided to return to the hotel where everyone had gathered. When I was a few blocks away, I heard a faint call. I turned to look behind me and saw a small figure frantically waving its hand some distance down the street.
I groaned inwardly as I recognized the figure. It was Hanuman. That pesky monkey drove me crazy. When he was around, he chattered unceasingly. It was impossible to even think when Hanuman was around. He always wanted something, and would drive people to distraction until he got it. He wasn’t mean or bad, just a true pest.
I cringed to imagine being confined to a building in our present situation with Hanuman there. So, I pretended to not hear him and continued on toward the building. Behind me, I could hear him calling over and over. I peeked cautiously behind me and saw that Hanuman was catching up. He waved frantically and called out again. I hurried on to the building, again pretending that I hadn’t seen or heard him.
As I went through the double doors into the building, Hanuman was close behind me. As he reached the doors, they had just closed in front of him. I was safely inside with several others who had returned from their searches. I seemed to be the only one who could see or hear Hanuman, though.
I looked at the doors and my Heart nearly broke. Hanuman was there with his hands on the glass sliding down to the ground. He was sobbing uncontrollably. I could not bear to see him like that. I asked one of the others there to open the doors again. As the doors began to pull apart, Hanuman looked at me with teary eyes full of thanks. When the doors were open wide enough, he scrambled inside and flung himself into my arms.
I held Hanuman gently as he was weeping wildly and chattering away incoherently. I looked deeply into his eyes, assuring him that everything would be alright and that he was safe. I felt such a deep Love well up within myself that I, too, began to weep. The remorse I felt for having ignored him was unbearable. I should never have thought of him so uncharitably.
As Hanuman and I continued to look into each other’s eyes, I saw him begin to shift and change. His brown eyes gave way to blue. His fur changed into skin as soft blondish hair framed his face. A bright yellow dress clothed his body. I pulled back in astonishment, as I watched Hanuman Completely transform into my own two-year-old daughter!
I sat stunned as I could suddenly Understand every word she chattered. She breathlessly told me how she thought she would not find me, then could not catch up with me. She had been so afraid that I would not let her in. She thought she would perish and that I would not care since I could not see her. I hugged her tightly to me, asking her Forgiveness and telling her that I would always see her and always Love her. We sat, clinging to each other, with tears that would not stop.
The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My mind was numb. How could I not have recognized my own child? Yet, she was Hanuman. But, how could I have failed to know her energy? How could I have been so cold, callous, and uncaring as I had acted toward Hanuman? After all, he was a creature who deserved Love and care, too. How could I Forgive myself for such a terrible failing? My tears would not stop.”
As I wept in the dream, I also wept in sleep. I awoke weeping and with an aching Heart. I immediately went to my daughter’s bedroom and found her sleeping Peacefully in her bed. I could not control my tears any better awake than I had been able to in the dream. I recognized the dream as a powerful lesson, and knew I would need the assistance of Archangel Michael in Understanding it.
When I had finally gotten my tears to stop, I began to meditate with Michael. I spent the next two hours painfully coming to Understand this lesson of Oneness. My daughter came to me disguised as Hanuman, but she could have been disguised as anyone. We all live many lifetimes in many different types of relationships. The Universe is truly a small place when one considers it in the scope of reincarnation. A beloved daughter in one lifetime could well be a stranger on the street in the next. She could be an adversary. She could be a parent. One never knows unless one looks with the Heart.
If one were to look with the eyes of Oneness, one would never see a stranger anywhere in any lifetime. When we look at others with the eyes of Oneness, we look with the Heart. The Heart knows no strangers, for it is a piece of the Great Mother/Creator herself. To the Heart, every being of Life is a child of the Universe/Great Mother. If we are One with her, then we should consider every person we meet to be our child also. Perhaps it is easier to think of others as our sisters or brothers, fathers or mothers, or some other family member. No matter how we think of others, they are not ever strangers. They are a part of us as we are a part of them. We share a common Mother – the Great Mother/Creator/Universe. We share a common Heart – her Heart.
It is the dimension of Duality or Illusion that causes us to forget each other. In each lifetime, we have the choice to remember or not. It is our choice whether or not we embrace Oneness. When we look at others with our Hearts, seeing them with Love and compassion, it is easy to recognize them as the relatives they truly are.
Many spiritual seekers strive to attain Oneness with the Great Mother/Universe/God. It is often thought to be the pinnacle of spiritual achievement. After all, what more could there possibly be than Oneness with the Creator or Universe? In Truth, there is much more. Finding Oneness with the Universe is only the beginning of what will be a new way of living if one is sincerely committed to Oneness.
When we experience those moments of absolute Oneness with the Great Mother, we lose ourselves in her Light. We are One with the Universe, finding no barriers that separate our being with the Infinite Being. We are the Universe. It is us. These moments are deliciously exquisite as we float in a Freedom and Love that is unparalleled. Time is non-existent. Ego is gone. There is only the eternal moment of Love with each and every breath. But, we are not meant to stay in this place, but to live it and share it. We are meant to know this place as our true selves – our inner identity. As we live Life in our biological bodies and share experiences with those around us, we are meant to bring our inner identities out sharing our true selves. We are meant to live our Oneness with every breath we take, with every thought, word, and deed.
Living our Oneness means living from the Heart and Loving every Hanuman that comes along the same way the Great Mother Loves all her children – Completely and unconditionally, no matter what form of Life they are in.
(Author’s Note: Dreams are not necessarily reflections of our true personalities. As in the case of my Hanuman dream, it was a simple way to present a very powerful lesson to be learned and shared. As a person, I would never have hesitated to welcome Hanuman (or anyone else) and take him to safety.)
If you enjoyed this story and lesson, you may also enjoy Chapter Six of the Tao of Peace found here.
“The city was deserted. The streets were empty. The buildings were abandoned, some of them boarded up. There were only a dozen or so of us left. We had all gathered in one of the lounges on an upper floor of a vacant hotel to watch the surreal scene unfolding before us. The world was at war. All was darkness, except for the flashes of artillery and the explosions of bombs that eerily lit up the countryside. We watched what was happening around us in disbelief.
The lights in the hotel flickered on, and we gave a small cheer for whoever had managed to get the generator to run. With the power on we could open the exterior doors of the building again. Several of us opted to go out in the streets to see if there were any in need of assistance.
I searched street after street, but saw no one. The stillness in a place that was usually bustling with people and business weighed heavily in my ears. I decided to return to the hotel where everyone had gathered. When I was a few blocks away, I heard a faint call. I turned to look behind me and saw a small figure frantically waving its hand some distance down the street.
I groaned inwardly as I recognized the figure. It was Hanuman. That pesky monkey drove me crazy. When he was around, he chattered unceasingly. It was impossible to even think when Hanuman was around. He always wanted something, and would drive people to distraction until he got it. He wasn’t mean or bad, just a true pest.
I cringed to imagine being confined to a building in our present situation with Hanuman there. So, I pretended to not hear him and continued on toward the building. Behind me, I could hear him calling over and over. I peeked cautiously behind me and saw that Hanuman was catching up. He waved frantically and called out again. I hurried on to the building, again pretending that I hadn’t seen or heard him.
As I went through the double doors into the building, Hanuman was close behind me. As he reached the doors, they had just closed in front of him. I was safely inside with several others who had returned from their searches. I seemed to be the only one who could see or hear Hanuman, though.
I looked at the doors and my Heart nearly broke. Hanuman was there with his hands on the glass sliding down to the ground. He was sobbing uncontrollably. I could not bear to see him like that. I asked one of the others there to open the doors again. As the doors began to pull apart, Hanuman looked at me with teary eyes full of thanks. When the doors were open wide enough, he scrambled inside and flung himself into my arms.
I held Hanuman gently as he was weeping wildly and chattering away incoherently. I looked deeply into his eyes, assuring him that everything would be alright and that he was safe. I felt such a deep Love well up within myself that I, too, began to weep. The remorse I felt for having ignored him was unbearable. I should never have thought of him so uncharitably.
As Hanuman and I continued to look into each other’s eyes, I saw him begin to shift and change. His brown eyes gave way to blue. His fur changed into skin as soft blondish hair framed his face. A bright yellow dress clothed his body. I pulled back in astonishment, as I watched Hanuman Completely transform into my own two-year-old daughter!
I sat stunned as I could suddenly Understand every word she chattered. She breathlessly told me how she thought she would not find me, then could not catch up with me. She had been so afraid that I would not let her in. She thought she would perish and that I would not care since I could not see her. I hugged her tightly to me, asking her Forgiveness and telling her that I would always see her and always Love her. We sat, clinging to each other, with tears that would not stop.
The guilt I felt was overwhelming. My mind was numb. How could I not have recognized my own child? Yet, she was Hanuman. But, how could I have failed to know her energy? How could I have been so cold, callous, and uncaring as I had acted toward Hanuman? After all, he was a creature who deserved Love and care, too. How could I Forgive myself for such a terrible failing? My tears would not stop.”
As I wept in the dream, I also wept in sleep. I awoke weeping and with an aching Heart. I immediately went to my daughter’s bedroom and found her sleeping Peacefully in her bed. I could not control my tears any better awake than I had been able to in the dream. I recognized the dream as a powerful lesson, and knew I would need the assistance of Archangel Michael in Understanding it.
When I had finally gotten my tears to stop, I began to meditate with Michael. I spent the next two hours painfully coming to Understand this lesson of Oneness. My daughter came to me disguised as Hanuman, but she could have been disguised as anyone. We all live many lifetimes in many different types of relationships. The Universe is truly a small place when one considers it in the scope of reincarnation. A beloved daughter in one lifetime could well be a stranger on the street in the next. She could be an adversary. She could be a parent. One never knows unless one looks with the Heart.
If one were to look with the eyes of Oneness, one would never see a stranger anywhere in any lifetime. When we look at others with the eyes of Oneness, we look with the Heart. The Heart knows no strangers, for it is a piece of the Great Mother/Creator herself. To the Heart, every being of Life is a child of the Universe/Great Mother. If we are One with her, then we should consider every person we meet to be our child also. Perhaps it is easier to think of others as our sisters or brothers, fathers or mothers, or some other family member. No matter how we think of others, they are not ever strangers. They are a part of us as we are a part of them. We share a common Mother – the Great Mother/Creator/Universe. We share a common Heart – her Heart.
It is the dimension of Duality or Illusion that causes us to forget each other. In each lifetime, we have the choice to remember or not. It is our choice whether or not we embrace Oneness. When we look at others with our Hearts, seeing them with Love and compassion, it is easy to recognize them as the relatives they truly are.
Many spiritual seekers strive to attain Oneness with the Great Mother/Universe/God. It is often thought to be the pinnacle of spiritual achievement. After all, what more could there possibly be than Oneness with the Creator or Universe? In Truth, there is much more. Finding Oneness with the Universe is only the beginning of what will be a new way of living if one is sincerely committed to Oneness.
When we experience those moments of absolute Oneness with the Great Mother, we lose ourselves in her Light. We are One with the Universe, finding no barriers that separate our being with the Infinite Being. We are the Universe. It is us. These moments are deliciously exquisite as we float in a Freedom and Love that is unparalleled. Time is non-existent. Ego is gone. There is only the eternal moment of Love with each and every breath. But, we are not meant to stay in this place, but to live it and share it. We are meant to know this place as our true selves – our inner identity. As we live Life in our biological bodies and share experiences with those around us, we are meant to bring our inner identities out sharing our true selves. We are meant to live our Oneness with every breath we take, with every thought, word, and deed.
Living our Oneness means living from the Heart and Loving every Hanuman that comes along the same way the Great Mother Loves all her children – Completely and unconditionally, no matter what form of Life they are in.
(Author’s Note: Dreams are not necessarily reflections of our true personalities. As in the case of my Hanuman dream, it was a simple way to present a very powerful lesson to be learned and shared. As a person, I would never have hesitated to welcome Hanuman (or anyone else) and take him to safety.)
If you enjoyed this story and lesson, you may also enjoy Chapter Six of the Tao of Peace found here.
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