I chose to have the body of an Angel and the face of a clown. Nobody could see through my exterior to see the inner beauty I held. Or they fell in love with my body and it’s curves, lush and blooming or they detested me, calling me names and treating me harshly.
We all are familiar carrying masks towards not just the outside world, yet also to ourselves as well. In order to hide from any danger or not being aware. We learn in this society of duality with a male energy to it, to shield or protect ourselves. What better way then to put on a mask, to hide you feel vulnerable, or from a place of fear for prosecution. I can only speak for myself of course when it comes down to letting go of the masks I have been wearing over the years.
I am challenged all my life with this aspect. Setting myself up with an open heart and being vulnerable came with experiences which weren’t all that positive. Sometimes stepped on my heart, other times betrayed where I was trusting. These were all learning processes which we all have in our life. The more painful the experience was, there was always this inner response of closing.
Lying in bed last night I was thinking about topics to shed some light on. Like the way people sometimes can treat each other without any sign of compassion, or kindness. Being totally indifferently towards the other human companion. Nor affected by gender, race, age they will walk by everyone. See mingly being no part of this world, because they show no affection. They are acting as if they don’t even care about the welfare for those who are wounded or injured by violence.
This question popped up after watching the news feed how people tend to react in ways that bring more harm then good. How is it when there is awareness and a loving intent as an opposite energy to bring in harmony and balance is not understood. We are all in need of loving support instead of violence behavior. Anger is a result of fueled fear and there is not much needed apparently to light up a fire.
Mourning and grievance is very much entwined with the different cultures and religions perspectives, as are the way the symbols and attributes differ due to the way we have learned within our own society how to deal with death. How we perceive death as a transition or just death as in ending of life without further ways to travel.
When life takes a turn and you think it isn’t in your best interest, it will trigger a lot of negative emotions. We tend to feel upset or angry, filled with fear or doubt, if we don’t understand what happened. Or how it possible could benefit your existence. When things crumble under your feet, there you will find the challenges. As well what kind of choices you will make to deal with the new situation.
I found my self being triggered these past couple a days by emotions that I thought were long behind me. It is within my memory bank that they pop up sometimes for no good reason apparently. They can make me feel happy, yet if it comes to the emotions of sorrow, fear or anger it’s a different game. It makes me aware again of what has happened in the past, or is still present in the now.