See the Barn
All at once, I realized that not much has changed in the real world; people were still dying because of limiting beliefs, stone-aged dogma, greed, and the inability to see that we’re all in this together.
All at once, I realized that not much has changed in the real world; people were still dying because of limiting beliefs, stone-aged dogma, greed, and the inability to see that we’re all in this together.
That there are mountains, that my father existed, that history is a thing, that we have imaginations, memories, dreams and desires, that we have free will, that we suffer tragedies, that we laugh, that loneliness can break us, that we experience anger, and that art can touch our souls; we are flawed, and I am in awe of all of that.
I like Kant’s idea that what we think, and how we think has moral consequences.
We have the ability to override our baser instincts and exhibit varying degrees of moral character depending on how we take responsibility for our place in the world, and the compassion and graciousness we show to others.
I am grateful for my experience; I get to wear my boots again, but this doesn’t mean that I’m not…furious.
If nothing else, I am compelled by this lived experience to remind you of your responsibility as a human to love fiercely and relentlessly, and to listen sincerely and without judgement.
I think at that time, I had hope, faith that if I showed up and faced whatever needed to be faced, I could thrive.
Rigidness drives us to sequester in thought silos at our detriment and the detriment of the collective. Part of taking back our freedom is reclaiming our relationships with each other, to stretch out of the silo as if to feel the sun for a change.
The value of it, of being fully present in a conversation is clear to me, but it does take an intentional willingness, a commitment to be vulnerable.