I could not write over the past week because I have been so irritated. Irritated with people, with ignorance, with divisiveness, with their fears, and with their unkind and unloving manner. I don’t care who started it or who acted like x, y, or z. You end it. Stop acting like an ass. Or at least stop acting like you are kind and loving. Just say you aren’t and move on in honesty.
So with that said, I don’t like feeling irritated. For one, there is nothing that I can do about how you act. I can only do something about how I act. I was also picking up on the angst in the collective consciousness. It’s the same thing as mob mentality where a feeling such as anger, worry, etc. blows like wildfire through the people in a group or crowd. In our case it’s our country. Everyone is pointing fingers, mad at their neighbors, saying my side is better than yours, I don’t like those people, etc. Wake up though folks…and remember that divided WE FALL.
I have had to let it go. I don’t know what my role is right now. I am a spiritual warrior and I will stand up for what is fair and kind and loving. I will stand up for the underdog in a heart beat if they are being mistreated, and I will do so at my own peril. I’m also concerned about women’s issues. I see our rights being eroded away but what can I do? I’m already awake to this fact. I think now that I just need to sit back and let those newly awakened and emboldened ones find their wings and cheer them on as they fly. Then one day I will know what to do and will take my place wherever that may be. Right now I cannot add value and so I will just love and practice kindness. And when I get irritated, I will do my best to silently work it out. My feelings or irritation are my problem, not yours, so silence is golden.
Something else that I am being guided strongly to say right now is that people need to open their minds to the fact that (I would say) most of us who support women’s reproductive rights – yes abortion – do not support an all out free for all abortion fest. There are several circumstances where a woman needs the right to choose. No, not because she carelessly had sex and knew the consequences. And no, not after a certain point in the pregnancy. But yes, there are circumstances and we have a human right to make an informed decision and take care of our bodies, minds, and spirits. I don’t recall the Bible stating at which point a soul attaches to a human embryo either, so save that argument for your late night insomnia bouts and hash that out with yourself.
Something else to consider is that if a woman becomes pregnant, support her. I can tell you AS A WOMAN and FROM EXPERIENCE that sometimes women are other women’s worst enemies. Women will tell you that they care, and then they will talk bad about you behind your back for doing things they also do. Like having sex. Or getting pregnant out of wedlock (why do we even care these days?), or doing those things and then not being able to afford to care for your child, or whatever. I bet you’ve done it. When I was in high school, and long after, I would never admit to having sex. I was doing it and my friends were doing it, but if I had admitted to it I would have been called a slut and a whore. I saw people who did get pregnant and who did carry their babies go to great lengths to hide it. Can you imagine the poor child who felt unloved from the start? I’m sure it was as awful for the children as it was for the parent. Maybe if we had a healthier view of sex in our society kids wouldn’t be getting pregnant and having sex. I personally had a bad example as well as a lack of information as I never had “the talk.” How many other kids have it that bad, or worse? Probably lots.
By the way, in Biblical times onward, virginity was considered a virtue because the husband needed to ensure that those were his children. So all of the burden was put on the female. Thanks guys.
I had no idea I was going to write this all today by the way. And I’m in quite a mood after doing so. Don’t even get me started on #dresslikeawoman . You might get an ear full.
Oh yeah, and I’m also depressed today. Was yesterday too. Sometimes the full weight of Erin’s absence just weighs on me like nobody’s business. #missingerin
So I leave you with that, and I have a tremendous urge to wear a pink vagina hat and go march downtown somewhere. Don’t worry though. I’m way too lazy for that and I haven’t showered yet 🙂
Peace, love, blessings, and Namaste. Really – Namaste. <3