So much talk these days... about who is RIGHT, who is WRONG, the decisions and choices and rights of humanity and commerce and nature that should prevail.
I am facing my own dogmatic weight, as I observe and judge and vote my conscience.
I am a woman.
One of the most important values I carry as an effect of being granted a pair of ovaries, is the desire to protect, support, and encourage women in the pursuit of finding their place in this world, their personal sense of power and ownership of all human rights, implied and enforceable.
In my mind, there are obvious choices: political, economic, spiritual, social, etc.
It is SO obvious!
In these OBVIOUS choices, lies my own sexism. My own racism. My own judgemental, narrow-minded, intolerant limitations of the opinions, needs, and preferences of another. As I accuse those with whom I disagree of being restrictive, limiting, or repressive, I look at myself and realize that the change, the acceptance, the freedom to be ones' own person begins with me not pushing OBVIOUS choices on others. What is OBVIOUS in my eyes, what I see, can only be seen through my eyes. And, like everyone, I have my own filter, my own bias, my own prejudice. My own sense of self-righteous perspective serves to separate rather than unite me with others.
While I may see it as my defending or protecting the rights of others, the judgement shows up. Harshly. Intensely.
When I expect a woman to make an obvious choice because she is a woman, I am being sexist.
When I expect a race to vote for a particular candidate because of rights I think they should defend, I am being racist.
When I judge a group of people in any way, based on what I think is OBVIOUS, I am acting in a prejudiced way and grouping people rather than standing behind the freedom that I say I wish for them.
I have the influence of a particular upbringing, individual experiences, and desires for people to play a certain role in their lives. While I can find much agreement with this perspective in the world, there is also contrasting belief.
Others do not see the world as I do. Their priorities may be to their families, their religion, their business, their art, their drug, their fears, their money, their comfort (or discomfort), any number of conditions or stimulants that influence choices. Their prevailing desires will direct their decisions. It may not have anything to do with their sex or race or orientation. Because it does not speak as loudly as their strongest desires. As it should be.
When it comes down to it, my intention is to support, above all, ones freedom to choose, to speak their mind, to dedicate their efforts and energies to a cause that inspires them forward and uplifts their experience. My hope is that this comes with no harm to another... and then, my judgement really wants back in on that discussion. So I will step back....
Most of us want to take care of our families, live in a cohesive community, contribute work of value, and, once in a while, embody a weightless breath, that smells like freedom, and encourages us to stay in the game. How it looks is more varied than the pantone spectrum. And, as one who values the influence of colors and vibrational tone, I acknowledge that no one swatch holds more value or importance than another.
So, I bring the judgement back on myself, diving intensely into my own passions and desires for the world. A hard, deep stare into my own eyes, my own soul, my own role in this amazing, crazy, fucking-mad, beautiful world. And, I accept the responsibility to take the actions that I look to others to take.
To be align with the warriors who are on the front lines fighting for the change that I want to see.
To step up and vote for my own rights and priorities.
To know where my money goes and where the products I buy come from.
To take time with people who nourish my soul.
To bring guidance to those who want to know themselves better and to become their own embodiment of transformation and oneness.
Even if they will choose and vote and spend and align in a different way than I.
I am opinionated, judgemental, passionate about it all.
And, I am OK with that.
As long as I come back to my own choices, my personal responsibility in the roles I take on, and my acceptance that others won't always agree, I will be a contributing being in this world and a future I envision.
I will feel less like I need to change anyone outside myself.
And, then I can love the process. And the world. And you.
Because that is all I really want anyway.
May you align with the world in your own personal way and of your own flavor and tone.
And I will love you all the way.
In light ~ Cheryl
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