The myth of Pandora is as relevant today as ever before.
Pandora and her mate Epimethius lived in a world of bliss. There was only happiness and ease. No disease, no trouble. The archetype of Adam and Eve in the garden before they ate from the tree of knowledge. Life was rich and plentiful, full of wine and song. Just like it has been for so many in the rush to 2008. Buying stuff, bigger houses, TV’s, toys, dining out…drunk with the ease of it.
When Jupiter’s messenger, Mercury, was spotted one day, carrying a large box, Pandora could not contain her curiosity. What was inside triggered an insane desire that could not be sated. She wanted to know and she wanted to know now! Instant gratification. (Sounds familiar?) No patience, no reward for effort. Just reward for wanting. “I deserve to know!” (As if deserving was a supreme right.) So she opened the box, without a second thought to any consequence. After all, we can worry about what happens later after we get what we want and have a good time.
Having been warned to NOT do it she took a quick peak. Out flew all the vile and nasty creatures and thoughts that had not lived on earth until this time. The plague, the crash in the economy, greed, strife, corruption, pain, death.
Pandora was horrified. What had she done? What had her thoughtless and callous actions unleashed on the world? It was the first time she had to really suffer the effects of her actions – and the first time she got to taste consequence that hurt.
In agony and despair, she and all the people of the world suffered for the very first time.
Meanwhile, calling from the box, was a small and musical voice–begging to be released. Wild with grief and pain, at first Pandora did not hear this voice. The world was being consumed by nastiness. Finally, at the depths of her despair, Pandora sat in front of the box, the place of her crime, seeking some relief from the guilt that racked her. Finally, when her sobs had exhausted her and it was quiet, she heard the whisper. “Let me out, let me out!” Terrified, least it be more trouble, but wondering if it were possible that there could be anything worse than was already unleashed, Pandora considered carefully the consequences. She decided that there was no where deeper or darker to go, so she opened the box.
In a rush of light and music, out flew a tiny silver winged creature called Hope. Hope was the antithesis to all of the other evil and nasty creatures that had inhabited the box. She was beauty and light, laughter and song. And in her presence, while still being inflicted by the vile and nasty creatures, the world was rebalanced – with beauty and love, time with family and friends, music, poetry, laughter and song finding a place to dance amongst the shadows.
Hope is the counter to the evils of the world.
Hope is not some bland sentiment, but alights within us the question of possibility. Hope opens our minds and our creativity, has us ask questions, seek answers, challenge assumptions.
Hope is a cool drink in the desert of despair.
Pandora’s box is wide open. The world is being tormented by the shadow of our excess. It always was unsustainable. We know now that we have to find better ways. We have to tackle the issues we have been avoiding. The ones we have tried to keep in the box. Not just the environment, or peak oil, or the economy, but population growth, our money systems, education, creating peace, our own integrity…
At the bottom of the box lies Hope. Ever present, ready to be released. Hope lives in the world of the non linear, non rational. The miraculous. She defies explanation.
Hope asks us to follow our inner whisper, the truth inside that speaks with aeons of wisdom, way beyond our mortal selves. Hope is the connection to that very field – the source of all creation. Hope knows that it will be touch and go, because that is the nature of man. Yet Hope asks of us to make the changes in our inner and outer world because Hope knows everything is possible.
When we lose hope we are lost.
Timing is everything.
Kairos time is non linear time that connects the mysterious and unexplainable. Kairos time assumes that there are no accidents, for all is connected to the field of all creation.
When we shut the door to possibility and reduced our world to simplistic cause and effect we remove the miraculous and mysterious. We deny ourselves access to a world where a perfect stranger walks up to you in the street and smiles – at the very time you most need it.
The field of Grace on the wings of hope is one of the biggest force operating in the world.