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“Hi. How are you?”

In North American society, “hi, how are you?” is considered a routine polite greeting. People spout it off without even pausing to consider what they’re saying or asking. When I took German in university, one of the things we learned early in the course is that, to German speakers, asking ‘how are you?” is considered extremely rude unless one, the person you’re asking is a close friend or family member, and two, you’re prepared to take the time to listen to the truth about how they really are feeling/doing. But, in North America, the polite response to this polite query is to lie. No matter what we may be feeling, we’re expected to say good or fine or okay. We’re expected to limit our response to one or two words and never tell the person asking the truth unless it’s short and positive.

The older I get, and the deeper I get into what I believe and how to live it out, the less I like the social niceties which require lies in response. The so called ‘little white lies’ grate on my nerves. As far as I’m concerned, a lie is a lie is a lie and it’s better not to say anything in some situations.

I do believe there are situations where is is better to keep silent. Because yes, we should always tell the truth when we speak. That said, just because we believe something to be true, doesn’t mean it needs to be blurted out without a thought to how it will be received.

If the truth cannot be spoken in Love, it’s far better to keep silent

I may say hi or hello or good (insert time of day), but I rarely ask anyone how they are unless I want to hear a true answer from them.

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Easing Into Things

Yes, I do know there is a gap of about a year and a half between posts on this blog.

Yes, I have been more or less in hiding.

Yes, I am slowly attempting to ease back into a number of things. It’s a very slow process as the stuff in my life shifts and then shifts again.

I’m having to relearn, yet again, how to live some way other than constantly lost in my own head. It’s hard habit to break. It’s such an old habit, so deeply ingrained.

I grew up lost in my own head. I think I was trying to survive. Except somewhere in trying to survive, I never really learned how to live. And only now, in my thirties, am I trying to figure out how to really live instead of merely survive. Too many days I wonder if it’s even possible now.

And yet I know women far older than I am are walking the same path, unlearning the same lessons so they can learn new ones.

How to live in the light instead of someone’s shadow. How to find a voice so long ago silenced. How to stand alone. How to really truly Love. How to be a whole human being. How to live out all these things so our daughters learn them early.


A Progression

From a child forced into church and Sunday school attendance to a woman who realizes neither are necessary.

From the thou shalts and thou shalt nots to a tossing aside of the rules.

From the fear of being ‘bad’ and going to hell to knowing nothing can keep me from heaven.

From living in fear of everything and everyone to living in Love.

From needing everything to be perfect and in control in order to be acceptable to knowing all that matters is the effort to truly listen and obey regardless of the results.

From believing salvation to be buried somewhere in the rules and laws to knowing it’s solely in Jesus’s Love.

From feeling insignificant and unworthy to knowing I matter.

From feeling crammed into ill fitting moulds to knowing my unique gifts have purpose and will support me and mine.

All this has been a very long time coming, but it’s time to own what’s mine.


Fearing Love

I find it disturbing, just how many religions operate based on fear of hell and/or the devil. They provide long lists of laws and rules which must be followed. Long lists of things to avoid as being evil or of the devil. Fail to toe the line, fail to ‘fess up’ to the slightest mistake, and go straight to hell. Some are quicker to punish than others, but fear runs high and stuffs all else into some dusty forgotten corner.

But what if… God really is Love, first and foremost, above and beyond anything else?

And what if… when Jesus died on the cross, all the old laws and rules were tossed out the window?

What if only two rules even exist now: 1) Love 2) The ‘Do unto others…’ golden rule?