Hello world. The following was written 6/23/2016.
From the moment of our birth we are trained to blindly accept, follow and believe in the dictates, labels, judgments and opinions of others. We are taught all of this from our families, peers, and the society we are born into.
As children many of us learn to never question what is being said to us. That the ones speaking to us know better than us. This training is universal for everyone. Every child is trained in this same exact way. To do what their parents tell them to do when they say to do it. To listen to and believe that whatever your teachers are telling you is the absolute truth. That any adult or “authority figure” has the right to tell you who you are and what you are allowed to do or not do.
As children we are taught to give our power away to everyone around us. To point fingers and place blame. To never look at what we are thinking and experiencing in any given moment. To never take responsibility for our own choices and decisions to think and believe in the things that we do.
Instead what we have been taught, is to judge and be judged. To fear those same judgments that we are handing out to all we may come in contact with. For as much as we may judge others we do not like being judged ourselves. We are terrified to be judged, yet that is exactly what we do. Day in and day out we judge everything and everyone.
A life lesson I have had to come to understand is that everything I experience is for my benefit and my brothers benefit. Every rape, molestation, beating, exorcism, caning, mental, and emotional abuse I have experienced has been of benefit to me and through me, my brothers. If I had never experienced the things I have I would not be able to connect with my brothers at a level that they can comprehend. I would have no understanding or compassion for anyone else if I did not have those experiences as a basis of connection and understanding. I would have never understood that there is no differences between my brothers and myself. All of us experience similarly with different levels of intensity. We all endure pain and suffering.
All of us have choices. All of us make choices. As I shared with a friend yesterday, I began making my own choices in infancy and then 9 months old. I chose to believe in the things I was, based off of what I was experiencing at the hands of another. No one made those choices for me…