You Said That?
Context, it's all about context my friends. In the right context, you can say anything, literally. Yea, I said it, owning the words once they've been dropped.
"Honestly, I think that you are too feeble a person to tell the truth." If said with empathy, with an understanding within the relationship that the intent is to show compassion, care that the person gets better, then love is all it is.
"Yea, you're right." As the initial sting of reality penetrated the core self, leaving a naked version, exposed, for at least someone saw the truth, someone saw what they tried to hide. Someone also cared enough to say it, putting the words out there, bringing them into the light, for shame manifests in the darkest shadows of our own selves.
Why don't we say these things more? Like, why else does communication exist, if not to convey truth? Do we not get upset when we find out the media has fed us propaganda that lacks truth? Do we not get the most hurt when we are lied to? Our partner cheats, ouch, but the dishonesty that surrounds it when they could have just told the, what, truth.
Yet, we all lie, a little.
We do this in our relationships, we tell these little white lies, these seemingly helpful statements that are really only protecting our own insecurities. What if I say something about you, and you fire back? Could I handle it? Could I manage what you might share you know about me? I mean, if we think truthfully, do we already know the truth within ourselves, like we hadn't already lived it?
An example, for me, for I will be the sacrificial story teller here, I am inadequate, like, for real. I question everything from my smile, to my hair, to what I spend my time on. It is second nature to, "act natural," for my, "natural," is anything but. Mine is preplanned, like someone is always watching, planning for me to get caught by, "surprise."I would say that scaring me, might be the most authentic version you'd get. To see my face, unplanned, primal fear, that is probably more authentic than any other response, for others are set in a preplanned pattern.
Yes, I am a fake, fraud, phony, yet I am also willing to admit this. I am willing to tell you this, right here, much like I talked about inadequacies with my body, even sexual explorations where my, "manhood" didn't work. Yes, those stories and more, HERE, Castle-Broken, sold on Amazon.
Beyond that though, what do I have to lose? What can I possibly gain by keeping quiet? Continuing to play the game of subtleties? Like if I truly care for a person, then being honest is what they deserve right? I care about you, the people who read, and I want you to feel comfortable to share your own stories, for I bet they are way more interesting than mine.
I think we should do more of that, share, tell people what we think. Not to hurt, or to shock, but because we are authentic, genuine, loving, caring, and therefore the words we decide to use with one another and the manner in which we do that allows less boundaries and more healthy relationships.
Look, I wrote what was uncomfortable, put it in a book, all for the sake of supporting others too scared to tell the truth. This doesn't mean I am healed. It does not mean that I am any, "better" is all it means is that I know the peace that comes with authentic responses and being able to spend time and effort on relationships that matter and can handle the truth. I know the love that comes from another person who appreciates my truth, and most of all I also know the peace, love, overall satisfaction that comes with being open, honest, vulnerable, even in my own spiritual life.
God knows what I have done, what I think, my judgments, my inadequacies, all of it, ALL OF IT, and I am grateful to know I am still loved. Remove your own boundaries and find true vulnerability and therefore true love also.
God Bless.
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"Honestly, I think that you are too feeble a person to tell the truth." If said with empathy, with an understanding within the relationship that the intent is to show compassion, care that the person gets better, then love is all it is.
"Yea, you're right." As the initial sting of reality penetrated the core self, leaving a naked version, exposed, for at least someone saw the truth, someone saw what they tried to hide. Someone also cared enough to say it, putting the words out there, bringing them into the light, for shame manifests in the darkest shadows of our own selves.
Why don't we say these things more? Like, why else does communication exist, if not to convey truth? Do we not get upset when we find out the media has fed us propaganda that lacks truth? Do we not get the most hurt when we are lied to? Our partner cheats, ouch, but the dishonesty that surrounds it when they could have just told the, what, truth.
Yet, we all lie, a little.
We do this in our relationships, we tell these little white lies, these seemingly helpful statements that are really only protecting our own insecurities. What if I say something about you, and you fire back? Could I handle it? Could I manage what you might share you know about me? I mean, if we think truthfully, do we already know the truth within ourselves, like we hadn't already lived it?
An example, for me, for I will be the sacrificial story teller here, I am inadequate, like, for real. I question everything from my smile, to my hair, to what I spend my time on. It is second nature to, "act natural," for my, "natural," is anything but. Mine is preplanned, like someone is always watching, planning for me to get caught by, "surprise."I would say that scaring me, might be the most authentic version you'd get. To see my face, unplanned, primal fear, that is probably more authentic than any other response, for others are set in a preplanned pattern.
Yes, I am a fake, fraud, phony, yet I am also willing to admit this. I am willing to tell you this, right here, much like I talked about inadequacies with my body, even sexual explorations where my, "manhood" didn't work. Yes, those stories and more, HERE, Castle-Broken, sold on Amazon.
Beyond that though, what do I have to lose? What can I possibly gain by keeping quiet? Continuing to play the game of subtleties? Like if I truly care for a person, then being honest is what they deserve right? I care about you, the people who read, and I want you to feel comfortable to share your own stories, for I bet they are way more interesting than mine.
I think we should do more of that, share, tell people what we think. Not to hurt, or to shock, but because we are authentic, genuine, loving, caring, and therefore the words we decide to use with one another and the manner in which we do that allows less boundaries and more healthy relationships.
Look, I wrote what was uncomfortable, put it in a book, all for the sake of supporting others too scared to tell the truth. This doesn't mean I am healed. It does not mean that I am any, "better" is all it means is that I know the peace that comes with authentic responses and being able to spend time and effort on relationships that matter and can handle the truth. I know the love that comes from another person who appreciates my truth, and most of all I also know the peace, love, overall satisfaction that comes with being open, honest, vulnerable, even in my own spiritual life.
God knows what I have done, what I think, my judgments, my inadequacies, all of it, ALL OF IT, and I am grateful to know I am still loved. Remove your own boundaries and find true vulnerability and therefore true love also.
God Bless.
Some other books great for the soul:
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