On Monday I wrote a blog about how we recount our history. I used a few examples based on my own history and did so without any quantifiable statements, to do so would have defeated the purpose of the blog; that people tell their story in a way to meet other people's approval rather than in the hard cold truth, there by distorting history and leaving no space to either heal from the past or learn from the past. (Part One Read Here)
For the most part, I expected to receive the criticism that I received. I didn't expect people to just outright attack me, but it is what it is. Overit.com One woman even unfollowed me on Twitter because I dared to admit that I had a relationship with a man married to another woman. While she "like" my work for the most part, my admission was over the top and she was outraged that I would admit such a thing and said it made her think about own marriage and created some kind of fear in her. I guess that fear is what made her lash out at me. Looking at my truths made her think about her own and who wants to think about truth? So instead I was attacked....
Peter was here visiting me for a few days, he is a pastor in the Methodist Church and he said to me, "Baby they are reading your blog between your legs and not from your head," and that struck me as another truth that made me say, "Damnnnnn." The other observation he made, was that my most vocal critics are Black Christian Women, and he ventured to say, that most of them are single. That observation gave both of us something to think about, especially because he pastors.
I wanted to talk about remembering our history from our heart also, but before I go there I want to explore Monday's blog topic some more. No, today's blog is NOT a quantifying blog either. I will not explain my relationship with my former lover so that you can like me or feel differently about me. If that one admission changes everything then so be it. It is my truth and I live in truth, if my truth is too much for you then very well. If I should ever talk more about that relationship one day, it will because I was led there by a greater force than you and that there are other lessons learned that I need you to get.
Twitter follower, but didn't voice it to me. I found it interesting that only one person said to me anything about the example that I used recounting a part of one my childhood history of molestation, where I said that, "I wiped semen off my 9 year old vagina and didn't understand what it was." No one voiced their concern over that example but did over the married man and that was also telling, especially for the ones who came to my blog and made comments in the name of Christianity. So what is it about a person(s) that devalue molestation over and above their concern for adultery? I'm not going to try to answer that question either in today's blog, but I will come back another day.
Markeeda says, I tell everything, but it's the how that I'm tackling today. I've always had the need to say that I never had a one night stand nor had sex on the first date; yep quantifiable statements. About two years ago, I wrote blog about how I came to a place in therapy where I had to face the fact that I had dated men that I loved, but also some that I wanted to love me. (It was pulled from the blog for my new book.)
Moving Beyond the Fuck, I said that I don't intend to quantify that any more either. I had sex, I started having sex when I was 13 and it is what it is.
What does it matter if I contracted HIV on one fuck, two fucks or three? Does the number of fucks determine if you will have any compassion for me? And if so why? Especially if you live by the agape love we claim our Christian faith to be rooted in? Or are we playing Christianly? But I'll move on because today's blog isn't to beat up on Christians either, it's to ask the simple question; Why is it important for people to craft their history in a pretty package to meet the approval of others?
I will not give you answers today, but I have many questions for you to ponder. You must come to your own answer.... I don't live inside of you and I would never be so bold as to try to tell you about yourself.
I am asking you to ponder on these;
1) What do we miss if we live in a world of half truths?
2) Do we ever live whole or do we compartmentalize our life for the rest of our life? There's a saying, if we don't know our history we are bound to repeat it. Buddhists believe that in reincarnation we re-live that thing over and over again until we understand it, but how can you understand what you never face?
3) What does that mean for a history that is distorted? Who learns? Do we not cheat society? Cheat ourselves?
4) If we can't speak the truth then how do we grow?
5) What lessons do we learn if any, if we are not honest about our journey?
6) What power do we surrender when we fail to be honest?
7) Is the love of others more important than the love of self?
8) And if we cannot be honest in this space how can we be whole in this space?
9) Are we doomed to live in silence for the rest of our lives in order to live in community? And does not the community live whole because I live whole? Martin Luther King, Jr. believed that society was connected as one and when there was an injustice of one it affected the whole. In this way, does not growth of one effect the growth of others? Why are we afraid to rise above community for the betterment of both community and ourselves. King writes in the Letter From The Birmingham Jail, "Jesus Christ was an extremist for love, truth and goodness, and thereby rose above his environment." When are you willing to rise above your environment for love, truth and goodness?
10) Why is Respectability and decorum more important than the truth?
11) Why do we strive to be the second best of someone else, rather than the best of who we are?
12) And even if we are not willing to face own truths, why do we object to others speaking their truths?
13) And why is it more important to cast judgment on someone else's journey, rather than look at our own journey? What need is there in you to tell someone else how horrible of a person they are?
I will ask again, what truths in your life are you denying so that you can meet the approval of others and live in community, rather than live whole
As for me, I would prefer to live whole on a Island with nature, rather than live in community broken.
Why don't we peel the layers off our souls and look in... and then be honest with what you see. Growth will only come through honest introspective of one's self...