
If youâve ever shouted âThis is unfair!â at your partner, the news, or your neighbor, youâre not alone. Humanity has a long-standing obsession with justiceâŚor better said : injustice.
We spot it everywhere: in politics, parking tickets, and especially when someone disapproves what you are doing. Itâs like injustice has a personal vendetta against us.
But what if that injustice is a concept made by the ego, dressed up as a noble cause?
Letâs take a look.
According to A Course in Miracles, there is no such thing as real injustice, because nothing real can be threatened, nothing unreal exists. But the ego? Oh, it lives for injustice. It watches it like an endless daily soap opera (like âThe Bold and The Beautifulâ) : âHe did what to her? Thatâs outrageous!â It thrives on division, on right and wrong, on blame and victimhood.
And guess what? It hires a very charming spokesperson to justify all this drama. Its name? RidgeâŚoh no sorryâŚ.: Common Sense!
âCommon SenseââŚ.the ego in a suit and tie.
Ah yes, common sense. That wise-sounding, no-nonsense advisor that says things like: You canât trust people like that. You have to fight for your rights. Thatâs just how the world worksâŚ.and so on.
But letâs be honest: most of what passes for common sense is just fear in disguise. Itâs based on past experiences, limited beliefs, and often, a good dose of inherited generational anxiety. Itâs like using a pirateâs treasure map to navigate a modern city: it may feel familiar, but it wonât get you anywhere you truly want to go.
So⌠whatâs the alternative?
Instead of listening to the egoâs idea of justice or logic, the Course invites us to go a little deeper or should we say, higher.
Ask the Holy SpiritâŚ.: show me how to see this differently.
And like magic (or âŚyou knowâŚmiracle! ), the same situation starts to soften. We begin to see that the âinjusticeâ we thought we suffered was actually a call for love. Not a reason to attack, but an opportunity to forgive. Not a drama, but a classroom.
From this higher view, nothing is truly unfair, because everything is either LOVE OR A CALL FOR LOVE. In that light, justice is no longer about winning arguments, but about remembering unity. Even when someone behaves badlyâŚespecially thenâŚwe are invited to step outside the illusion of separation.
Does that mean we let people walk all over us? No. It means we act, speak, and even protest from love, not from fear. From clarity, not from âcommon sense.â
Because letâs face it: if common sense were so reliable, the world wouldnât look like a confused sitcom with too many writers and no ending in sight.
Next time someone advises you to âjust be reasonable,â take a breath.
Because true reason, the kind that doesnât wear a suit and carry a briefcase, whispers gently rather than shouts. It doesnât argue. It reminds.
It reminds you that you are not here to win the gameâŚyouâre here to remember it was never real.
And in that remembering, even injustice fades like a bad dream at sunrise.
With love and light,
G.