Being what it is these days, life brings many random situations where we dig down deeply to find some meaning. We quickly put some narrative together in order to find meaning…or the truth. Sometimes, it’s difficult to separate the stories we tell from the truth and that…can cause pain to others.
Facts are the foundation of a situation. What often follows are how we interpret a story, moving on to pass judgment, either negative or positive. Therein lies the problem when there is no separation from the truth of a given matter, just the story we’ve chosen to create, possibly to make some sense of the events in our lives.
Sometimes, we need to pause, stopping to think if the story in our head is true, especially when we spin it around so quickly, we don’t realize it. In some ways, this is almost selfish because we’re separating the truth from what we choose instead to believe. Comforting, to us. Not to others.
Caught in every situation is a story, deep in our minds. In that, we separate ourselves from others, even when that story is a pleasant one. Or, we have a need to separate ourselves from the emotional journey involved in that story. We have a need to feed our ego, keep it separate and superior, and, by passing judgment on a situation, or someone, even ourselves, we accomplish that task. We are, each of us, in this moment and that changes with a different moment. That’s life, awash in all of its almost daily complications.
If we try to separate those nagging facts from the stories we choose to create, it’s a positive. Accepting situations and people we can’t change takes the gusto out of the emotions involved in much of what we want to share. It can be difficult but we need to find the balance.
From Mama Kat’s Writer’s Workshop…Write a blog post inspired by the word: separate.
