Hate is a Two-Way Poison

Oh, my, there is so much hate in our world! It is top of mind, of course, because of the shock of last week’s Paris terrorist attacks. But hate is boiling in so many people these days, on so many fronts, that we almost take it for granted…as if hate is normal…as if hate is just fine.

Those of us who are devoted to love as the only force of true change are often accused of being foolish, trite, lofty, or childish. We are considered Pollyannas spouting from ivory towers.

Many years ago, I had a profound dream, one in which an angel came to me and took me on an agonizing but illuminating  field trip.  He carried me to the scene of a violent rape in progress.  I heard, saw, and even smelled the graphic horror playing out in front of me, and I began to feel hate swell up in my chest. I wanted to kill the attacker!  I wanted to tear him limb from limb! But I couldn’t move. I could only witness. I  asked the angel, furiously, “Why did you bring me here?”

The angel waved his hand in the air in front of me, and suddenly I could see a new dimension – a thick, brown, vibrational ooze coming off the attacker and slithering across the ground toward me. It was as if I were a magnet drawing the rapist’s degenerate energy my way.

The angel spoke:  “This is what is meant by deliver us from evil,” he said. “Hate is a virulent infection. Love is both the inoculation and the antidote. Do what must be done to stop evil, to bring justice, to protect the innocent, but do so with love, else you, yourself, will become contaminated.”

I have never forgotten the message of this dream. It is far from Pollyannish to hold on to a sense of love in the face of hate’s potent pull, to allow anger its natural place, without hatred. There is nothing simplistic, trite or childish about it. As a matter of fact, it might just be THE HARDEST THING on the planet to do, requiring warrior-like resolve and a refinement of consciousness that can only be accomplished through a lifetime of prayer, meditation, and forgiveness.

Jesus said, “Love your enemies. Do good to those that persecute you.” It was a shocking idea then, and it still is today… and so seemingly impossible that few of us even try.

I am a long way from victorious on this subject, and I may never be. But I believe, with all my heart, that this is the mandate required to save the world, nevertheless; that the “loftiness” of love must be brought down to earth…in our hearts, in our minds, in our words, in our actions…both proactively, and responsively, in times like these.

 

16 thoughts on “Hate is a Two-Way Poison

  1. Ben

    There has been a word echoing in my Spirit for days since Paris and the downing on the Russian jet. Forgiveness.
    I saw it in your post and I welled up with emotion. I can tell you that I don’t want to forgive these acts and there is that side of me that wants no part of refugees but that Jesus voice says forgive and take them in. When I look at the faces of children who have lost so much I hear “take them in.” Thank you for looking for and sharing the Light!

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    1. Angela Hite Post author

      We are all there, Benji, trying to wrap our heads around this painful new paradigm, feeling all that we feel, and still reaching for the Light. Blessings, my friend. We are in this together!

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  2. Diana Lang

    “Many years ago, I had a profound dream, one in which an angel came to me and took me on an agonizing but illuminating field trip. He carried me to the scene of a violent rape in progress. I heard, saw, and even smelled the graphic horror playing out in front of me, and I began to feel hate swell up in my chest. I wanted to kill the attacker! I wanted to tear him limb from limb! But I couldn’t move. I could only witness. I asked the angel, furiously, “Why did you bring me here?”

    The angel waved his hand in the air in front of me, and suddenly I could see a new dimension – a thick, brown, vibrational ooze coming off the attacker and slithering across the ground toward me. It was as if I were a magnet drawing the rapist’s degenerate energy my way.

    The angel spoke: “This is what is meant by deliver us from evil,” he said. “Hate is a virulent infection. Love is both the inoculation and the antidote. Do what must be done to stop evil, to bring justice, and to protect the innocent, but do so with love, else you, yourself, will become contaminated.”

    I have never forgotten the profound message of this dream. It is far from Pollyannish to hold on to a sense of love in the face of hate’s potent pull, to allow anger its natural place, without hatred. There is nothing simplistic, trite or childish about it. As a matter of fact, it might just be THE HARDEST THING on the planet to do…”

    Omg, Angie, yes, yes, yes. This touches me to my soul. The whole thing. The whole piece. You, my heart friend, are connecting to the highest and the lowest. This is what vulnerability looks like. To stand in the face of pure dark with pure light. Not in judgement. Not in condemnation. But in understanding. Om, om, om. Bowing.

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  3. Korbin

    Another strong and thoughtful post, my friend. Thank you for putting your voice out there for us.

    I don’t think there’s anything “Pollyanna-ish” about trying to respond with love in difficult situations – it’s one of THE hardest things on this planet to do. And I’m currently having a very hard time finding anything but hatred for those … I can’t even find an appropriate descriptive …. who committed the attacks in Paris. Having just returned from the city a few weeks ago, I can physically feel the shock and terror of those innocent victims who were simply out enjoying a Friday night with friends before hell literally broke loose. I send thoughts of love and peace to them and to their loved ones – and I’m at a loss for what to send those with the guns.

    But I know you’re right. And I know me. One day, I’ll get down in the mud with my struggles and my righteousness and muster up what light I can to counter the evil. I’m just not there yet.

    As always, your words makes me think.

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  4. Tai Carmen

    A powerful post!

    As a reader recently offered in my own comments section:

    “Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”

    — Martin Luther King Jr.

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