Well, I copied this note from my old blog -- (March 2009) This early morning, I dig considering what our collective thought energy can create. It’s the type of thing that’s worth contemplation free of that very energy.
I’m no better or worse than anyone else. I’m not interested in being right making anyone else wrong or vice versa.
One of the manifestations of that thought energy is the saying: Perception is reality. If you are reading this I’m not suggesting that you subscribe to this. We’d probably agree, however, that regardless of your subscriber status, said publication is doing very well in terms of circulation!
Perception, for me, is the way I’m viewed by everyone other than me, usually decided by actions, deeds, thoughts, etc. to them or anyone else.
For me, energy invested into shifting perceptions of me is fruitless. However, to myopically walk on my path without listening or observing is just the opposite (meaning I’m investing energy into NOT shifting others perceptions…oy) is just as fruitless.
In either of the above cases, I have decided to become a subscriber to my reality being driven by what I call perception.
Everything is always changing, including the way people think about and do things that they encounter in their lives often in the context of what they already have experienced. And nothing is more tiring to consider than having to consider how to appear loving based on what loving means at that period of time. It doesn’t mean that I don’t educate myself I just don’t educate myself on what others consider to be ok based on what’s out there for them.
What that adds up to for me is I am attentive to my body when I am speaking with anyone. If I tense up based on what they are saying or doing, it’s a good sign that I have to consider why I feel disconnected from my source.
The first time I look to them in any way to help my shoulders relax, I’m in trouble. Now, I’ve created a relationship where I look to them for the approval that deceptively feels connecting. In addition I’ve created a future that will have that issue be egg shell city.
I am independent of the opinion of others about me. It doesn’t mean that I don’t listen….well I should say it doesn’t mean that I eventually won’t listen (yes, sometimes that sneaky ego gets in the way)….it just means that I won’t that I won’t be held hostage by what they are saying by defending myself or creating a plan that will demonstrate to them that I now am what they believe I should be.
I will try to explain what I do or say in different ways as well as share my intention.
I am blessed because I know that inside of that I am sharing my truth. My truth has no need to fret about matching up with a reality based on the perceptions of someone whose truth I’ll never know and who will never know mine.
Ironically, our truths can connect…when our minds are silent in space and we are attentive, or suppose when we die and are, I guess, with our arm lights around each other’s shoulders laughing hysterically in the universe chatting about the one time when we got in this big dispute that ultimately means nothing….that sounds like a cool reality to me.
Next question: Who am I?
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