Having a blog is a really weird feeling. I started it with the intention of sharing book notes, with the side perk of being able to muse out loud – i feel that in sharing our thoughts and feelings, we can learn to better express ourselves and even to figure out what it is we are thinking / living at the moment. Eckhart Tolle would say there’s nothing to figure out. 🙂 I like that. Increasingly i have found myself enjoying the silence, the space between words, between thoughts. Like the mote of consciousness, when i feel my mind starting to analyze, judge, evaluate, i compel myself to sink deeper and deeper into the depths of my soul, away from the clutter and useless mind activity.
So the weird thing for me is that i haven’t really shared this website address with anyone. I don’t feel the compulsion to. It’s not that i want to collect and amass more and more “followers”. I just wanted to be able to share. and to have a place for ME to find inspiration. So then the question is: how public / private do you maintain the information on this blog? It is in a public space, so all the information is accessible by anyone. It’s not like facebook where you can qualify it with privacy settings. That’s the whole point of a blog. It’s in the public domain.
Having said that, i’m not a big sharer on facebook / social media for personal life items. Sure, there’s tons of food and fun on my IG, from a day where life seemed simpler, and yet there’s nothing simpler than the stripping away of all that is not.
Perhaps this is a reflection of self-acceptance. Of Brene Brown’s message of the power of vulnerability. I keep this as public or private as i feel, without a care for how it will be viewed or interpreted. It will just be an authentic deep expression of my soul. A message that i have felt recently is the irony of how we, humans, carry all this shame around – feeling bad and guilty for all the things we do, we don’t do, or could have done better. We feel that we don’t measure up to our fellow humans because everyone seems to have such put-together lives. But do we really? Or are we all maintaining the facade because we all have that need to demonstrate our worth?
The acceptance of our imperfection is what draws me to authors like Mark Manson, Kahlil Gibran, Lissa Rankin, Marianne Williamson.. it’s the message of unity, compassion, acceptance, and most of all, love. We walk around hiding our scars, when we could hold them to the light. By bringing the darkness into the light, we reveal the beauty of what it really means to be human. It’s the only way deep healing is possible.
If we truly are spiritual beings having a human experience, then isn’t this all we signed up for? Wouldn’t perfection be staying in a different realm, the 5D realm or higher, without all the 3D human dramas? We accept that we are imperfect, but we judge all as if we are perfect. And yet we argue about the supremeness of our rationality. A quotation by Stephen Covey (7 Habits!!!):
“We judge ourselves by our intentions and others by their behaviours.”
That book had so many good quotations…
“We shall not cease from exploration. And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time.” T. S. Eliot
“We can not solve our problems with the same level of thinking that created them.” Albert Einstein