WITHHOLDING JUDGMENT IS AN ACT OF LOVE
"So how can I be at home with my children, live a daily creative life, be in the world with others when I want to be with others, feel free inside, and voluntarily be available for those around me? How can I feel and know I am using my creative energies all the time, absent the thought of sacrifice,
guilt or belief I'm giving up something important to me? One last "how can I."
How can I know what I'm doing, and who I'm being is for the
highest good of everyone concerned? What if, rather than be a good mom, father, partner, friend, or good anything, I see
myself as the "elder" to all those in my life? Not the elder in age, but in awareness, simplicity, humor, sensitive to others, able to lead as an emotional martial artist, victim only to my thoughts of believing I am a victim. Maybe one more What if. What if I knew that there is something right about everything? Don't always know what that right is until minutes, hours, days or weeks later.
What if I am willing to know, even if I don't believe it all the time, that I am capable of having room for all kinds of people that pass through my life? Because I question everything, I believe everything. I notice all the judgments of others that sneak in unaware, and I silently dissolve them so I can be present for everyone, including myself. I know that personality, and who I think I am, are only the surface layer. I can "work" on my doubts and fears, waiting for them to go away, or I
can recognize I already am what I seek to be,and the doubts and fears
can simply be observed, allowed to exist, and given a seat at the
table. It is true that "any withholding of judgment is an act of love,"
The world around me,
including family,"friends," and perceived enemies, are only there to help me
discover the vast ability we have to stay open to everything, especially people and events
that make no sense to us. This is all a practice. The end result is
practice. Death is
practice. We can give ourselves permission to be stupid, smart, wise,
brilliant, slow, good, bad and above all.....spacious. Some around me
may join me right away and say thank you. Others may say "huh?" Both
are ok.
Monday, July 30, 2012
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