I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Tuesday, May 9, 2017
Invitations to be hurt
“Nobody can hurt me without my permission.”
Mahatma
Gandhi
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There are many invitations to be hurt
They come from all directions
From family
And friends
Co-workers
They come without warning
Some of them are intentional
Most are accidently
Like texts sent without thought
Those emails one would rather get back
We can be ignored
Betrayed
Put down
Our intentions can be questioned
Our actions condemned
And we can be affronted, almost by the minute
(especially if we are on Facebook)
But we do not have to accept the invitation
Because while the invitation is about us,
It is also about them
And where they are coming from
It is about our mistakes, perhaps
Our flaw
But it is also about their hurts
Their perceptions
Oh, it is also about our perceptions
We see insult where there is none
Because we have our hurts and perceptions too
I have had bad things happen
I have had people act behind my back
Not in good faith
I have been lied about
I have my own insecurities about that
And my own fears which color my thinking
And make me quick to accept
I have also done things that justify rebuke
And accusation
That too makes me quick to accept
But in spite of all the complexities
I do not have to accept the invitation to be hurt
I can instead, take a deep breath,
Listen to what my brain is saying
And choose only that which moves me forward
Toward that which I care about
Toward kindness
And compassion
And peace
At last
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