We hear what we want to hear.
The universe speaks to us on a daily basis, but how are we interpreting the message? The message is the same for all of us, but how we (choose to) interpret it may be that which causes miscommunication, or at least conflict.
Every utterance, no matter how benign or charged, can be interpreted as either good or bad, positive or negative, depending on how it is received. What may bring Joy and Bliss to one may simultaneously bring upon Sorrow and Despair for another. Language is communication, and communication is likewise information. Yet, information in itself is indifferent, impartial, and indeterminate. What we do with that information, how we interpret it and then further incorporate this into our lives is what initiates the determination, causing discrepancies and discrimination, for better or for worse. It is the transformative moment when the One becomes Many, the unbreachable gap between silence and sound.
Sometimes the most profound things said are that which is actually not said. Perhaps there is no greater example of this that I know than what T.S. Eliot also picked up from the Brihadaranyaka Upanisad, that being the “lesson” that the Thunder gave. But, what lesson did it truly impart?
As the story goes, the Thunder merely says, "Da, Da, Da," but each listener heard a different message.
One heard,
Da-tta- given, offered, a thing given, a gift?
The next,
Da-myata- composed, moderation, temperance, control?
And, the third,
Da-yadham- compassion, sympathy, empathy?
What did you hear when the last Time that the Thunder spoke?
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