When
I am doing the routine things in my life, I can forget how
powerful the presence of Spirit can be in guiding, supporting
and directing my life. Because my "job" in the world involves
quick decision making and relating with many people at one
time, I can go on "automatic pilot" and forget the presence
of the Light. Then something happens to remind me that God
is directing my life and my real "job" is to learn how to
cooperate with Spirit and allow myself to be led and protected.
I work
as the principal of a large elementary school, and was working
with a tenured teacher who had difficulty aligning with her
job. She had frequently received feedback about ways to strengthen
her work, which she resisted.
It became
clear that I needed to inform her that her work was unsatisfactory.
After a difficult meeting, she knew she would have to make
substantial changes in her work. I was prepared and willing
to help her. The tension of confronting this issue was difficult
for us both. I trusted in the Light to help me, but I also
knew I had to walk through this issue and hold steady in my
integrity as a supervisor.
Two weeks
later, she decided to take a temporary (three month) leave
of absence. I needed to replace her almost overnight. Luckily,
(Light!) I had an experienced teacher in the wings to step
in.
This
teacher and a few key parents started the rumor mill going,
however, and the main villain in this story was me—the Principal,
forcing a creative teacher to leave the classroom! I am bound,
ethically and legally, not to discuss personnel; she was able
to talk with parents and create public pressure sympathetic
to her point of view. It was a powerful and upsetting lesson
of looking the "God of Opinion" right in the eye!
After
a couple of weeks of fielding angry phone calls and calming
upset parents, I agreed to a meeting of the classes' parents
to explain the situation and help the new teacher get off
to a good start. I could feel myself contracting, feeling
misrepresented and persecuted. I was beginning to set up a
mental and emotional position that this teacher was "wrong"
and I was "right." I felt trapped and unsure of what to do
and how to make things better. What to do?
First,
I went to our monthly Philadelphia Ministers Meeting. In my
sharing, I spoke about the power of the ministerial group
energy in bringing Light to a situation. I asked for help.
I asked for the Light to bring me peace, and the ability to
heal this situation for the highest good. I realized that
I didn't want to be "right," I really wanted peace. The answer
to my prayer began to come asI sat down! I realized how important
it is to ask for the Light and then to listen. I got the message
inwardly that I would be able to bring peace into the situation
if I paid less attention to the attack and more attention
to the peace I wanted to create. So simple a message, and
yet so profound in the midst of my "stuff"!
Next,
I wrote the Travelers. I recalled J-R saying at last year's
conference that he is at his best when we are at our worst.
I received another powerful answer to my prayers when I opened
the e-mail message from John Morton and saw his simple, profound
reply: "Pay attention to the truth. Don't get caught up in
the negativity. The truth will set you all free."
So now
I had to shift my attention. Stop worrying, stop protecting
myself, stop planning, stop wanting to attack. Instead, start
to pray, start to bless everyone involved, start to trust
God, start to ask others for advice, start to listen more
inwardly. My inner and outer experience began to change. It
was another manifestation of the miracles that take place
when I, as a minister of God, ask for the "Divine line of
authority by which we call forward God's light to do work
in this world" to help me minister to myself and others. That
divine line of authority showed up for me in that moment.
Now my ministry in the world, in this situation, was beginning
to take shape. I was given the opportunity of applying my
ministry to a real situation. I was being called upon to minister
and demonstrate the Spiritual Warrior consciousness in the
face of my fears.
My wife,
Linnie, knew that I was trying to find peace in the midst
of "againstness" and she came to the parent meeting with one
purpose— to sit in the back of the room, call in the Light
and chant her tone! I am blessed to have her in my life.
Prior
to the meeting, I reminded myself that my first job was to
bring peace into the room and hold a focus of listening and
loving for everyone who was there.
As the
meeting began, one parent held up a paper and said, "The parents
want these questions answered by you. These are the questions
that are important to the parents tonight." I was blessed
with the presence of mind to say to all the parents in the
room, "These questions are being given to me as important
to 'the parents', so I assume you have all met and agreed
that these questions represent all of your thinking."
The
other people in the room immediately took exception. The energy
shifted and comments began to surface:
"I haven't
even seen that paper before."
"No one
asked me what I wanted to say tonight."
"I object
to you trying to speak for me."
"I find
the tone of these questions to Lou to be insulting."
I watched
in awe as the Light took care of me. The negative approach
was having the rug pulled out from under itself. I was witnessing
the power of trusting in loving and being vulnerable to the
truth. I really experienced the protection of the Light and
the miracle of my ministry in action. The outcome of the meeting
was that the overwhelming majority of the parents lined up
in support of me and the new teacher. The negative attack
evaporated in front of my eyes.
Sometimes
I get lulled into thinking that the power of my ministry has
to look really big: a sure sign of a needed ego vacation!
The real power of my ministry comes in these kinds of events
that look so ordinary.
The meeting
ended cordially. The new teacher had the support of the parents
and the few people who had a negative agenda probably still
had it, but I was paying more attention to building bridges
than defending walls.
I learned
some great lessons.