I think changing our minds about something is one of the beautiful things in life. You get to experience something new all the time. Changing our minds means things in our life get to change. It means our truths change too.
I’ve been thinking a lot of truth, recently. There are so many truths and we operate as if there is only one. Every person has their truth. Their truth is what is real for them. It weaves into the fabric of their lives. Their truth. Your truth. Her truth.
What are the things that are true for you right now? My therapist poses this to me a lot. I often discount my truth. I don’t honor it. I don’t respect it. I tend to respect other people’s truth’s more. Their truths are truer. Their truths are harder and scarier.
I often wonder if it’s part of my anxiety to question my realities. Questioning my own feelings and pain points. The wounds of life hit us all differently. We each carry our unique stories of defeat and triumph. Heartache. Pain. grief. Joy.
some things challenge us more than others. Some people challenge us more than others.
One of the hardiest things, i’ve been trying to do more intentionally, is holding space for multiple truths. It’s hard to do that in a society where not everyone wants to see different truths because it hurts. It’s confusing. It’s messy.
Mess is hard. I don’t like mess. `but mess comes with telling my truth. Mess is a part of life. It’s a part I am fully embracing.
Mess is where we heal. Where we love. Where we create. Where we grow.
Ruth, good morning. This is really beautiful and profound. I especially like the idea of changing one's mind being a beautiful thing. I have often felt a righteous skepticism when I have changed my mind about what I believe. And the practice is in the questioning.
Ruth, I think just by sharing this you are honoring your truth. I can think of many times in my life when I didn't speak my truth, because I thought the other person was smarter than me or more important or more powerful. In hindsight, I should have spoken up. My viewpoint was as valid as theirs, and they weren't "better" than me. Good for you, figuring this out a lot younger than I did.