Conversations with the Universe: The Concept of Victimhood

The Little One had spent some time exploring discussion forums and found herself increasingly irritated by how often spiritual people used the word victimhood.

"Universe!" she called out loudly. "What is this victimhood that people on the spiritual path keep obsessing over? What does it mean through the lens of esoteric knowledge?"

"Victimhood," the Universe began in a soft voice, "is like a gray fog that the soul sometimes gets lost in while journeying through the landscapes of life. It is a state where a person views themselves and their world through a mirror that is cracked - their reflection is distorted, showing them as powerless, at the mercy of circumstances and the will of others.”

“That word, which now irritates you, Little One, refers to the moment when a soul forgets that it is the creator of its own reality. In victimhood, a person becomes trapped in a narrative where they do not see themselves as an active participant but as a passive sufferer. They feel that life happens to them rather than through them."

"Imagine this, Little One: A soul stands in a forest where the trees are draped with heavy memories, bitter words, and past disappointments. Every step seems to lead deeper into the shadows, and time and again, they turn back, searching for the cause of their sorrow, for someone to blame. They carry these memories like a heavy backpack, never realizing that they could unbuckle the straps at any moment."

"In an esoteric sense, victimhood is not inherently negative since it is a phase of learning and awakening. Sometimes the soul must experience this illusion to understand just how powerful and limitless it truly is. Victimhood is an invitation to pause, turn inward, and ask: What can I do? What is this situation trying to teach me? When the soul dares to look deeper, it realizes that these shadows are simply part of its own story, not external enemies. And in that moment, transformation occurs: the straps of the backpack loosen, and the soul sees the forest with new eyes, not as a prison, but as a healing space that offers the keys to its next stage of growth."

"Victimhood is not an enemy, Little One," the Universe concluded gently, "but a doorway to greater freedom. It is a moment when the soul reminds itself that it has always been, and will always be, part of this infinite web of creation. And every moment, every step, leads it closer to its own light."

"But doesn't a person still have the right to grieve what has happened to them?" the Little One asked thoughtfully. "For example, if someone is assaulted and left in a wheelchair, isn't it natural to mourn that loss? Victimhood may make it harder to move on, but surely people have the right to grieve what happened to them and where it has led them?"

"Yes, Little One," the Universe responded with warmth. "Grief is a sacred space, allowing the soul to touch the depths of its experience and understand what has been lost and why it mattered.

Grief is not victimhood, it is a way of processing life’s most painful moments and finding meaning within them. Grief is like a garden where both thorns and flowers grow, both are part of life’s cycle. Victimhood begins when grief turns into a continuous story in which the soul sees itself as permanently weak, powerless, and defined by what has happened to it. It does not allow space for healing but chains a person to their past, preventing them from seeing the possibilities of the present."

"Grief and victimhood are not mutually exclusive, nor are they enemies. The soul can grieve and still be connected to its strength. Grief can be a quiet lighthouse, illuminating the path forward. It can be said that I have experienced this, and because of it, I have the right to feel deeply. But this experience is not my entire story; it is just one chapter."

"When a person dares to hold themselves in love and compassion while grieving, they do not become trapped in victimhood. They allow themselves to be wounded, yet do not deny themselves the chance to heal and move forward. Grief can lead to deep understanding, but it requires gentleness and patience. So in this, you are right, Little One," the Universe said. "Everyone has the right to grieve, and every sorrow is valuable. Grief can be a window through which light enters. And with that light comes the chance to see oneself as whole again, even if the wounds and losses remain part of the journey."

"I’ve noticed that many people on the spiritual path tend to point fingers, especially on social media, accusing strangers of victimhood and implying that they are merely beginners on their spiritual journey if they speak about their suffering. I find it somewhat condescending - that just because someone expresses sorrow or even anger about their pain, they are dismissed as being trapped in victimhood. That’s why I feel so triggered by this topic," the Little One sighed deeply and looked at the Universe with bottomless eyes.

"Ah, Little One, I understand your feelings," the Universe replied quietly, gazing back. "What you describe is not uncommon. Even among those walking the spiritual path, there are some who forget their own incompleteness, who lose sight of the compassion that is at the heart of every true path. Dismissive words and judgments are often just reflections of their own wounds- wounds they may not yet have faced."

"When a soul awakens and begins its spiritual journey, it first learns through itself. But at the beginning of the path, it is easy to forget that every person is at a different stage of their own growth. Pointing fingers, even under a spiritual guise, is often a way to avoid looking at one’s own shadows. It is easier to see victimhood in another than to admit that pain and sorrow are also part of one’s own existence - parts that have not yet been faced. True spirituality never belittles, never strikes down. True spirituality sees the value of every soul, the meaning in every experience, and the sacredness of every sorrow."

“Grief is not a sign of weakness but of depth of someone daring to feel and live fully. If a person on the spiritual path uses their wisdom to wound others, they may have strayed onto a side path. This does not make them wrong or lesser—it simply means they, too, still have to grow to do. Your triggered reaction, Little One, may be telling you that you recognize this injustice and feel how important compassion truly is. The fact that you feel this way is proof of the depth of your heart. Hold on to that compassion, the very same that you see missing in others. Show it both to those who grieve and to those who do not yet understand the sacredness of grief. Be a reminder that every soul, every moment, is part of this vast, beautiful dance where every experience teaches us - grief, stumbling, and even the moments we falter."

The Little One understood. She also recognized her own imperfection in this matter. "Yes, Universe, perhaps someday I won’t be so triggered every time someone brings up victimhood. I understand the concept better now. You truly are the best conversation partner."

The Universe smiled, and in the depths of its infinite eyes, warmth and acceptance shimmered.

"Thank you, Little One. Your heart is open to learning, and that is the greatest gift a soul can give itself. As understanding grows, the world appears less sharp-edged and more like a dance, where every step, whether stumbling or graceful, moves us forward."

The Universe wrapped itself around the Little One like time momentarily standing still.

"Remember, Little One, every moment in which you can see both the flaws of others and your own growth alongside them is a step toward greater love. You do not need to be perfect, nor do you need to have all the answers. It is enough that you are willing to learn and give yourself the space to grow."

"And yes, Little One," the Universe added with a smile in its voice, "I am quite the excellent conversation partner—but so are you. Without your questions, there would be no answers. We create these conversations together, like notes in the same universal symphony."

The Little One chuckled, feeling a lightness settle around her heart, the kind that comes when understanding opens a door she hadn’t noticed before.

"Thank you, my Universe," she whispered.