It is in the wee hours of the morning in which
revelation comes to me about all sorts of things.
As I take in the
stillness of the hour, I listen to my heart, my mind and sometimes the
ego. We have heard it said by the master
teachers, ego represents Edging God Out. This notion has got my cogs circulating. How do I preserve my self-awareness while
helping others feel safe and welcomed around me?
Anyone who knows me
even a little bit knows that I am a straight shooter. If you don’t want to hear my interpretation
of the truth, don’t ask me. I will admit that sometimes I edge God out when I
“keep it real” Do I rove the earth attempting to hurt people? No, of course not!
I feel bad if I hurt
someone’s feelings. The problem is most
people who are offended by something I have said to them do not have the
wherewithal to voice that their feelings are hurt by my often candid method of
communication. The result of such is usually one or two things: 1. I may be
correct in my assessment about their issues 2. I don’t always find the results of their conveyance of feelings
favorable. Often human beings come
across as angry when fear and hurt are the actual culprits.
What is problematic is that most people are unaware of our own triggers. We
are not always able to admit fear or pain.
I fondly consider Iyanla Vanzant halting people mid conversation, “Say you
do or don’t something or the other.
Don’t say we or they. Own it!” Okay Ms. Iyanla, “I” don’t admit it. Being clinically trained, allows me to see
beyond the surface of words and actions. It’s when the ego needs to be correct
that “I” mess up. When I mess up, I feel
bad. Feeling bad is then accompanied by
feeling guilty for something I may have said or what was perceived incorrectly. If I am not careful, guilt’s cousin shame comes on the scene. Shame tells my
ego that I am inherently flawed and there is something wrong with me.
If any of you are like
me, you have had the same experiences. It is problematic when issues surface
and a person personalizes something that is not about them at all. I realize that taking responsibility for my
actions gives me the permission to be human coupled with the fact that guilt is
a wasted emotion.
What is the resolve
between being forthright and being rude?
I often feel confused by the perception that younger adults have about
“being grown” What does that mean exactly?
Does it connote that one should be able to do and say anything that they
please with no regard for another? That
sounds more like a rebellious teen than an adult to me.
I am from the old
school, but I don’t believe in beating kids with belts and cursing at them
etc. I do believe in firmness and loving
guidance. I believe that we have given
this generation permission to be ungrateful and entitled. The respect that we had for elders back in
the day is nearly nonexistent
When I was a youngster,
instruction was revered. I was recently
told that a group of young people that I work with would tell me, “You are not
my mother.” Why state something that
is obvious? I know that. My children are 31, 28 (Rest with the Lord my baby boy) and 26. Where is the line drawn between insolence
and respect for wisdom?
I do not expect, nor
will I ever tolerate someone young enough to be my child to be disrespectful in
my presence without challenge. Often young people have unruly behavior and
don’t want anyone to check them about it.
Sometimes that has included me. I
have found that I have had to reel myself in when an elder has spoken to me. The point is they are still an elder.
Today I realize that I
must give myself permission to repent for being haughty at times. Let’s face
it; the ego needs to be right. I am
among the opinionated of the world. I do
thank God that I am not above repentance if I stray from the narrow path of
respect and nobility.
I give myself
permission to be exactly who I am without disregarding others. I give myself permission to speak my peace,
and people have permission not to listen.
But don’t let “being grown” be the reason. Allow your humanity and the right to be heard
and loved be the reason.
I praise God for
humility. I ask that I am able to
consider that the heart space closes with harshness and opens with love. Often
finding balance in permission can be daunting.
But thank God that he looks at the heart and not perceptions. If he did not, I’d be in a world of trouble.
Stay Strong and give
yourself permission to make a mistake and rebound from it.
~Zuhura