Synchronicity is a funny thing.
There are times that one thing may seem to be completely irrelevant and unrelated to another, but is soon revealed to be exactly what we needed to be shown. I love those little taps on the shoulder.
A very dear loved one mentioned to me that he believed he was becoming increasingly bitter toward society as he was aging. Although I believe that may be true for some people, I do not believe it is true of him. Oh, he has his moments, grumbles as we all do, but overall he has softened up a bit since I met him, and he is rather sweet. He is also incredibly generous toward others.
We were about to end our phone conversation when I remembered I had forgotten to ask him if he would be willing to start giving me topic prompts. Of course, he agreed, and then I immediately put him on the spot by asking for one. He said he did not know why this particular thing popped in his head and I told him to give it to me any way – I want raw intuition to gift to me the prompts. So, he gave me the topic; I hung up the phone, and laughed along with Mother Synchronicity in yet another blinding flash of recognition.
So today class, the topic is…persimmons. Yes, persimmons. They are also known as “the food of the Gods”, “God’s Pear, and “Jove’s Fire”.
If you are an artist, you are likely to be familiar with the masterpiece by Muqi Fachang (or Mu Qi – 13th Century) titled, Six Persimmons. The philosophical interpretation of the painting is that the persimmon symbolizes the progression of youth to adult, turning bitterness to sweetness. In actuality, the fruit is bitter and inedible when young, and gradually turns especially sweet as it matures. Persimmons represent becoming more agreeable to humankind, dropping our prejudices and rigidity, as we get older. The painting itself is revered so because of the highest quality of care and control used in the brushstrokes by the artist.
Muqi Fachang was a Zen Buddhist monk, who had another classic piece of work: White Robed Guan Yin (Quan Yin, Kwan Yin, or Kuanyin), the bodhisattva of mercy & compassion. Her name is short for Guanshiyin, which means “Observing the Sounds (or Cries) of the World”.
There simply are no coincidences.
Before I had asked for the topic prompt, my cat started running around, attempting to get my attention- you know like cats and kids do when you’re on the phone. Kitteh knocked over my Kwan Yin statue. The statue, which is glass, suffered no damage at all, but Kitteh’s food dish shattered. The lady is quite resilient. She has been one of my Guides for years, teaching me well. That did not prevent me, however, from screaming an merciless and uncompassionate expletive into the Universe. Then, I paused, took a deep breath, and immediately whispered to myself, “Her compassion is remains unbroken.”
No, my loved one is not a bitter person. Life experiences during youth is what has shaped him to exhibit loyalty and generosity toward family and others. This is affirmed every time he shares with me and I can hear beyond his words how he extends himself each day. If there ever was any bitterness, I do not see it as such. He just grumbles as we all do. It’s not that we become bitter as we age, we become more tolerant, sometimes we are even sweet.
He has gifted to me this post – a message from Synchronicity, a reminder from Kwan Yin. I can say in honesty, he has no idea about what I discovered on the topic of persimmons, and where it led.
I have not asked him if he has ever eaten a persimmon. I have not, but it may be something we should sit down and do one day, and sweetly discuss the plight of the world and our role within it.