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As I am writing my YA novel, fingers flittering away on my keyboard, I began to contemplate what I believe in. And I can’t think of one bloody thing. So I decided to contemplate what I don’t believe in.
I began to ask the question: what angers me? What are my biases/blind spots? I believe that there is no one better equipped to provide me with the answers than me.
However, I run into challenges when I try to answer these questions. What I run into is the desire to be approved of by others. I face my fears of being rejected, laughed at, or called a fool for “putting my heart out there to shot at’” to paraphrase J. R. R. Tolkien, the South African-born author of the Hobbit and Lord of the Rings Trilogy.
And here is where I am currently at. Stuck. Frustrated. Because I have put limits on what I will allow myself to say.
Now, you may wonder what any of this has to do with what I don’t believe in.
The answer is simple. And not so simple.
My answers to the above questions go against the grain quite a bit, to my way of perception. And this may leave me open to vicious discussions with others about how wrong I am.
There I have said it. There it is for what it is.
I will be brave now and embrace what I don’t stand for so I can gain clarity on what I do believe in, and end this horrible state of frustration.
So here’s what I don’t believe in!
Constructive Criticism
I have read many blogs. All of them state quite boldly that we should listen to other people’s opinions.
What stone is this written on? I don’t recall signing a pre-natal soul contract agreeing to tolerate people expressing their belief that, because they have an opinion, everyone around them is now entitled to hear that opinion (and sometimes, agree with it).
It’s my opinion that, if a compassionate and wise soul had anything constructive to say to me, it would not be any of the following gems that people have shared with me through the years:
- “Did anyone ever tell you that you whine alot?”
- “You’ve put on a bit of weight lately.”
- “It’s rude to be so honest.”
- “You’re just a know-it-all.”
- “You should pack it in when it comes to music. You should be a writer, doctor, nurse, etc.”
- “Massage therapy is a nice idea for a career. But you can’t make any money at it.”
It can be argued that all of these people thought they were being helpful in sharing their point of view with me. But, you know what? I don’t care!
There is a vast difference between constructive criticims and the brutality that people often associate with the label. The above list is born of brutality. Everyone on that list ended their comments by saying that they were “just being honest.”
Constructive criticism is both healing and compassionate when done by compassionate and empathetic people. It is dangerous in the hands someone who is more interested in being right than in helping.
And I’m sorry to say, a great many people fall into the second category. Very few in the first.
Here is an example of constructive criticism in the hands of a compassionate soul:
“I have noticed that you seem to have lost a bit of weight lately, and I am concerned that your diet might not have enough nutrients to keep you healthy. If I am wrong, correct me.”
See the difference? The second way allows you to express yourself while allowing the other person to agree or disagree. It doesn’t assume that you are right; after all the person you’re talking to might be suffering from acute stress. And it allows you to express love to the other person.
Besides, more often than not, what others call constructive criticism is just an assumption or an opinion.
You can grow quite nicely, thank you, without subjecting yourself to an perennial committee of others.
Ponder this: others perceptions of themselves and you are flawed, subject to their blindspots and biases. Do your best to keep your mind free of clutter by only soliciting the perceptions of only the most wise and compassionate souls you know. Smile and politely excuse yourself from the discussion with the others.
Suppressing Anger
I feel that anger can be a tool of growth, and I am less comfortable with each passing day of ignoring it. The result of ignored anger, for me, is lashing out at people for trivial things. Not to mention, alot of teeth gnashing and stomach churning.
The expression of anger is very healthy (as I have said here). I am saddened by the inordinate amount of books and articles written by people who operate under the notion that the expression of anger (or any other emotion deemed unacceptable by society) is a sign of an immature soul. This is false.
A wise soul knows that anger left unchecked can destroy more than anger expressed with compassion.
Like this:
“I’m angry that I didn’t receive a phone call to let me know you are okay. I have been concerned for most of the night about you, and a phone call would have given me alot of peace of mind.”
Let me say this, as well. Had I not gotten angry about the state of my life, I would not have begun a great career as a healer: wouldn’t have started this website; wouldn’t have become a hypnotherapist or massage therapist. In fact, I am certain I would still be lying around my Hollywood hovel with few opportunities and fewer resources.
Ponder that a bit.
Acknowledging Fear
I’ve noticed that most people are afraid of being afraid. Fear is seen as a sign of weakness, of spiritual weakness. People grow quite intolerant of frightened people.
However, not all fears are groundless. Fear is a very important part of your sympathetic nervous system. It’s the part of your brain and nervous system that says, “Run! There’s danger!”
Fear has a very important message to share with us all. If we care to listen. And that message is: more information is needed here. Once you understand that fear isn’t always a sign of being weak, immature, or lazy; you can gain greater clarity on what you need to know so you can get on with it already.
Here’s an example of healthy fear:
You’re about to set up your camp on the long-awaited camping trip you and your partner have planned for three months. You see a fire over the ridge, and the wind is blowing. You are afraid it might be unsafe to stay, so you choose to pack it up and leave before you’re in any real danger.
Later, you see on the news that the very spot you were camping at is now ablaze. Because you listened to your fear, you and your partner are now safe at home.
Fear is a means of information. It need not be your enemy. If used constructively (there’s that word again!), fear can be your greatest ally.
Allow this to sink deeply into your minds, fellow travelers!
Life Purpose
Contrary to belief, your life purpose it what you say it is. It isn’t written in the sky. Or ordained before your birth without any regard for the fact that you might grow and change in wonderful yet unexpected ways in your wild and precious life.
See, the problem I have with the life-purpose-is-ordained-before-birth concept is that it doesn’t take into account that you might use that miracle called Free Will, and change your mind.
I can’t think of anything more confining that have to stay true to a course that no longer serves you or the world. True freedom comes from the ability to make new choices in your reality as you see fit. This includes your life purpose. You are entitled to change your purpose from that of an intellectual/challenger of mainstream ideas to artist/creator of beauty. Your choice. Because you say so.
Life Is A School
Says who?
This one annoys me no end. It implies that we are here to learn lessons, and, once we get smart enough, we get to graduate and never come here again.
The end goal is: to get smart as quickly as you can.
It also makes life more about sitting and passing exams set for the imaginary standards of an unlikable Old Testament God (who enjoys doling out punishment), his angels (who do as he says because they have no free will of their own to say no), and various spiritual masters (who may not have even existed at all). Heaven help you if you fail in their estimation.
I’m certain I’m offending alot of people here by saying quite boldly that I draw no comfort from meeting Jesus at the end of this life, and having him judge me as failure because I failed to live up to his out-dated 2,000+ year old standards.
I live in the 21st Century where the world has a population of over six billion people. Where crime and violence are fueled by a belief in scarcity. A 2,000+ year old book written and edited by men, proclaiming to hold the rules to how to live a virtuous life doesn’t appeal to me.
What does appeal to me is the freedom to chooose. All the choices I have made: good, bad, or indifferent, are all learning curve experiences. They should not be judged by mythological people and beings who have not walked in my shoes, so to speak.
Life isn’t a school. Life is an adventure where we all get pick and choose. Like those “pick an adventure” titles I have seen in the children’s section of the library.
Once You’re Enlightened, You’re Done
The path to self-actualisation/enlightenment is as individual as a snowflake. My path is unique to me; your’s is unique to you. And, while it may be helpful, to look to spiritual leaders like the Dalai Lama and others on how to best navigate that path; such information is a poor substitute for direct experience. Without it, we are likely to intellectualise every experience and forget about feeling our experiences.
Self-actualisation is a process, not a destination. There’s no need to treat your journey as if it were a race to be won, and everyone on your path as a potential competitor or a tool to be used in your dash to the enlightenment prize.
A better question? How do you define enlightenment? What does it look like when done by you?
Ponder these questions and see where your mind ends up.
Through this writing I have come to the conclusion that one of the things I believe in is this: we are the ones who choose what meaning to give the chapters in our life stories; we declare an experience or choice to be good, bad, or indifferent. We decide what feelings to express and how to express them. We decide what our life purpose is, and when and if we are enlightened.
We choose. We decide. It’s all up to us.
Daunting thought, isn’t it?
It makes us creatively responsible for the process of creation that begins between our ears. In our minds.
I choose to believe that the best part of my life is still unwritten.
How about you?
So, tell me what you don’t believe in. And remember to be excellent to everyone when you share your insights here.
Peace & Healing, fellow travelers!
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