Sometimes we say one thing when the truth is, if we had the courage to say it, enough.
I hate that you treat me like a child.
The truth is... I hate that I sometimes act like a child.
I don't know what I want to do.
The truth is... I am afraid that what I want to do, it will mean that I am someone that I am afraid to be.
I want a divorce because he's an asshole.
The truth is... I want a divorce because I'm a lesbian and even if he were the nicest guy in the world, I can't be married to him.
Yes, we had sex but it didn't mean anything to me.
The truth is... We had sex and I don't respect either of you.
I just received a text message that there is a crisis at work. I've got to go.
The truth is... I just received a text message that a woman I plan to fuck is available. I'm going to go.
He would never do this if it wasn't for her. She changed him.
The truth is... He's the same guy I married and he grew weary of trying to be who I wanted him to be.
The truth is enough. It isn't always easy but it is ALWAYS enough. Doesn't everyone involved deserve to deal with the truth of a situation without the oppressive weight of the lies we tell to make ourselves feel better about the choices we are making?
The truth is enough.
Life energy can pour through us in a much more powerful way without (as you say) "the oppressive weight of the lies we tell to make ourselves feel better about the choices we are making".
ReplyDeleteThat or what we say in our attempts to AVOID feeling what we're terrified of feeling if we DO step into those powerful spaces of authenticity that open up before us.
My teachers years ago (Gay and Katie Hendricks) used to say "The truth of anything we need to say to another person can be spoken in one out-breath sentence."
Powerful words calling forth deep courage leading to expansive freedom.
Love this sentiment, but sometimes I feel like we need the lies at certain times as a means of self-protection. I get on a deeper level that the truth is enough. Just thinking of times when a lie to myself helped protect me until I could deal with the truth?
ReplyDeleteMaralyn, thank you for posting. As always, you let me know I've been heard and understood. You are certainly one my most loving and gentle teachers and I appreciate you.
ReplyDeleteStacy, great point. A friend posted something on facebook that seems similar to me... about too much truth. I hear you and like the way it challenges what I produced here. I certainly can remember times that I've discovered a truth that I had encountered before, often many times before, and still didn't recognize as My Truth until that moment. Honestly, I'm unsure where the line goes between didn't know and couldnt admit. I know that in my own experience, the longer I take to realize my truth... the more everyone involved aches.
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