Any ideology that places itself above criticism, like stillwater, is bound to become a nesting ground for disease.
Don’t let the waves fool you into thinking they are a current. They may perturb your waters, yes, but remember stillness lies beneath.
When I heard her speak I was intimately reminded of the troubled mind I had as a teen. A profound desire and longing to feel “othered” .. a feeling that could only be satiated by a sense of belonging to a fringe spiritual denomination that welcomed me and reveled in its otherness and sense of injustice. Once the spell of victimhood was broken, like breaking into a cold sweat after a fever, the mental gymnast I had in my mind was crippled. The cold chill of reality hit me like being thrown naked into a cold rock-laden river. It was only then, in this naked state and actual loneliness, that I was able to begin my journey of discovery through this beautiful creation we are blessed to be a part of.
The most tragic and ironic thing in all this, is now finding myself surrounded by people with blindfolds on. If only I could tear down their veils, but I’m afraid this is a task that is incumbent on each one of us to bear. Thankfully, I have the beauty I now plainly see in all things to be my companion.
If you need to shove an idea down people’s throats in order for it to work, you haven’t changed anything, you’ve only made yourself a puppeteer.