Reality is built on stories. Everyone of us has a story. Some are constructed of lies and some are mostly truth. There has been a great debate recently in world about which stories are true and which are false. Much confusion now surrounds this mainly because everyone has a different idea what the “truth” should be. Some of the people have even built digital “clubs” of like minded souls that identify and work to silence and censor those with a differing view. In this way everyone can pick sides and do battle to attempt to “Win” their prominence and position themselves as dispensers of the “true” consensus
In using the words sides and battle one might think of wars. If sides and groups were discontinued wars would be greatly reduced or even eliminated as a result. We all know immediately that this is not possible because humans love to gather in groups and work together to achieve a common goal. Since we have no wish to interfere in another’s choice then let us try something different.
We bring forth a view in which sides and groups matter not, but the story is all important. No one story is more important than another as all are created equal.
-=All degrees of separation are illusion=-
Everyone here has a frequently hidden part of themselves that knows and recognizes these illusions. This inner knowing is why some books and movies are very successful and others are not. Another part of this view which is actually part of who we really are is that most of the “truth” or “lies” that are being disputed are subjective, which simply means that a particular view is usually based on personal experience, or attribute of ourselves. Some examples might be a Catholics’ belief in the power of the rosary, or ones’ sexual preference.
Some interesting observations of neutrality are that it is much easier to see the big picture in any situation, and the Heart is the most neutral organ in the body.
To quote a very wise man:
“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret. It is only with the heart that one can see rightly. What is essential is invisible to the eye. ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry~ April 6th, 1943
There is no truth and there are no lies. We are all Creator Beings and our creations which include truth and lies are simply part of ALL THAT IS.
The One Ultimate Truth is Love. When our creations seem poised to imprison us, we need only use Love to unlock the doors of our prison that was never really there. It was simply a Story you see!
Outside the walls of our imaginary prisons exists another lovely creation known as……Freedom.
The subject is Truth which can be somewhat confusing in this twilight reality we find surrounding us. It may be wise to ask ourselves what truth means to us. How important is the truth to you? Do you become upset if you find that you have been lied to?
If I ask if you know the truth can you answer yes? Are you sure about that? Will you perhaps change your mind if I show you compelling evidence to the contrary? Can you remember just how you learned of the truths you hold dear? Just how long ago was that? How old were you when you became convinced that this was the “real” Truth?
We could write thousands of words covering each subject and have teams of fact checkers combing the vast banks of information that humanity has attained. At some point we may even find that there seems to be a consensus in which many experts agree on any given subject. After all this effort is it possible that we have, in fact, found the truth?
There is always the inevitable outcome that someone or a group of “others” will disagree with our careful conclusion and take an opposing view. Try as we might, we cannot seem to convince them. You may ask why this is so and why it seems so difficult to convince others. I am going to propose that it is something else that drives the contention and disagreement that keeps all of us separated.
Belief is a box with four walls, a floor, and a ceiling. When I accept one of the ‘truths’ taught me by another, I volunteer to place myself inside that box which has no doors or windows. There are no skylights either. The details of the “truth” are printed on the inside of the box so that I can refer to them easily when that particular subject is presented. I can have many thousands of these boxes and even nested boxes that contain “truth” embedded within “truth” . Since most of us cannot remember each day or moment of our lives we are not even aware of some of these boxes which are automatically accessed when needed. We may not stop to question where we learned this but we “know it is right”. Perhaps we are starting to see some of these boxes as prisons which do not allow us to see an alternate truth. It is a required step to question, in order to gain the benefit of alternate Truths. How can we learn the real truth and erase the writing to view a clear sky above? Perhaps the word prison seems a little extreme but I am sure each of us can see many similarities to prison life in our daily accepted routines.
There seems to be a secret in the world that should not be a secret. I submitted a question above and a clue to the answer is in the second sentence of that paragraph. The phrase is “taught me by another”. If you thought I was trying to teach you something new then I should explain myself. I cannot teach you anything, and I do not wish to try. You may ask yourself why, as there seems to be an abundance of teachers, role models, celebrities, and authorities who are only to ready and willing to direct and guide your beliefs and ways to live your life. The lists of rules and requirements seems to grow each day in all that we do or say. It is becoming quite interesting to watch some of these “Controllers” making ever more restricting decrees in a vain attempt to manage, dominate, and administrate our reality.
The secret is a beautiful, majestic, and all knowing Being called YOU. All the truth you will ever need is ready and waiting for you but to ask. The second we stop looking outside ourselves for answers is the moment that we can begin to see the truth inside of each shining Being that we are. Trust yourself. Believe in yourself. Can you remember who you are?