In my experience nobody wants to identify him or herself as being racist. Racism is reserved for ‘other people.’ Should you point out that someone’s behaviour seems racist it will almost certainly be met with indignation.
Given that nobody is willing to stand up and be counted as being racist, it is interesting that we live in a world where racism, sexism and a whole range of other ‘isms’ are flourishing. Countries seem to point their finger at one another and exclaim, “That’s outrageous! … “How dare they! Animals!” It’s ironic really, because from what I’ve seen the animal kingdom has no problem accepting a whole host of species. In fact, the animals and plants operate as though they all need each other in that glorious ecological web of theirs.
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Today there was a parade of men and women going past our house to commemorate a traditional rite of the village we live in. As I was standing at a window on the first floor watching them roll past on their horses, a man looked up and greeted me with a military salute and automatically I replied with the same.
In that salute I could feel how far away from each other we are – the salute gave recognition, but it also held the two of us at a distance. I realised this was not a true honouring of each other but a formal way of saying: “you are where you are and I will stay where I am.”
Continue reading “Sensitive – We All Are It”
I recently watched a movie where two of the protagonists were trapped in an elevator for quite some time. Their initial dislike for each other, and being caught up in their own story, dissolves little by little when they decide to open up to each other and spend the unforeseen and uninvited time together, to get to know each other. And as the movies do… they fall in love.
What occurred to me is how something – Love – that is so natural to us, has been distorted and limited to just this one thing: to finding someone, to finding the love of your life who makes you happy and fulfilled.
But what if we always have the ability to see past this and see the true beauty in each other, to see who is behind all these facades of behaviour and ways to cope in the world, behind the stereotypes we use to categorise and behind all the images that can come between us?
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We are moving to our new house in a few weeks, so this particular Sunday morning I had committed to getting started with some packing. I was halfway through the first box when I had a strong impulse to go and wash my new car so – box abandoned with slight feelings of guilt – outside I went with my favourite car washing cloths.
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I remember listening to an interview with Canadian author Margaret Atwood at a time when I was not sure what direction to take, what profession to pursue, what field to go into. What about being a writer? The occupation as such wasn’t at the forefront of my thoughts but more so the acknowledgement that this woman sounded like she knew who she was and was solid in her role and station in life; she had found her niche, her raison d’être, she had a proper profession – and she was respected, sought after and earned a living. Her job description gave her an activity and an identity; it was what she did and who she was. Continue reading “Are Providers Real Men? Are Real Men Providers?”
Our body is made of many different parts and every part is naturally connected to all the others. It is not an option for each one to work in isolation and to not always be working together in precise synchronicity with all the other parts. So if one part is not supported, then the whole body is affected in some way, shape or form. Much like an orchestra playing together, one out-of-tune sound affects the whole piece being played.
It is a great understanding to have, to know that each organ, every muscle, the quality of our breath, every bodily system, even down to our cells and particles, plays a significant part in the whole – to either leave us feeling vital or depleted. Continue reading “Every Part Matters – Supporting Our Whole Body”
Have you ever found yourself aware of things that you had no ‘logical’ way of knowing? For many years my reaction to my ability to know things caused me a lot of anxiety. When I found my way to Serge Benhayon, I had spent a lifetime trying to shut my ‘knowing’ down. Thanks to Serge, I now have a name and a new understanding for the things I have been able to feel under the surface of life – Clairsentience.
Clairsentience as I now understand it, is simply our ability to read what is really going on. It is the really bad feeling about a stranger for no apparent reason, the ability to see through the games people play and the strong feeling we get to do something out of the ordinary that only makes sense later. Clairsentience is as useful as it is confronting, as it asks us to be aware of not only exactly what is happening, but why it is happening too.
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