Our lack of COMPASSION is blinding us
When I was a child I would place a brown paper bag over my head, (and not cut eye holes), and then totter around the garden to try to understand what it might be like to be blind.
Here is an excerpt from my book - A Journey to Remember ...
"...the resiliency of childhood embraces the acts of unusual and fortunately I was Blessed with my own entourage of Angels protecting me as I balanced on jaggered rocks with a paper bag on my head. (How else would I know what it must be like to be blind?) I fell into, onto, over, on top of, between, amongst every obstacle I encountered and my hair hides a golf ball skull, trophies of my persistent curiosity and lack of “sense”.
I want to say to everyone I meet that it is okay to feel. To be real in all experiences. Weep until your nose swells and your eyes pop like a frog, laugh until your belly aches, rage until you are exhausted. We are allowed to feel and we must experience the depth of what we are encountering.
To shut down, diminish,anesthetize, ridicule or hide our true nature is the most absurd notion that has somehow established itself in our psyche.
We rush to hush someone who is crying, offer medication and drugs to forget the pain, dull the pain physically, emotionally and mentally. We are allowing ourselves to detach from our reality and this separation is disconnecting us from our Awareness..."