When have you felt unconditionally accepted?
Posted on Jun 2nd, 2008
by
Hollyr
This is in Response to the Questions and Reflections for June 02, 2008:
I have been blessed with a really great family, that fusses and fights at times, but accepts and even encourages the idiosyncrasies of our diverse personalities. I am the baby, and so I was truly born into a house full of love. They really taught me, in their own imperfect way here on earth, how it is to be loved by God more perfectly in Heaven. I have had a few friends along the way, that I know I can always touch base with and they will know where I am coming from. This is not possible with everyone we meet on life's path, but the few make it easier to be more forgiving of the people who just can't or won't accept me as I am.
unfortunately, there has been a few of those too. No matter what i say or what I do, some people are WAY off on their assessment of who I am. Mostly they are the type that go to way to many seminars about putting people into this category or thatcategory and thy can't shake it. This will create a HUGE communication gap, and it's tough. when that happens, I just bleed with a profound sense of lonelines, and I need to touch base with those who see me as I am.
unfortunately, there has been a few of those too. No matter what i say or what I do, some people are WAY off on their assessment of who I am. Mostly they are the type that go to way to many seminars about putting people into this category or thatcategory and thy can't shake it. This will create a HUGE communication gap, and it's tough. when that happens, I just bleed with a profound sense of lonelines, and I need to touch base with those who see me as I am.







“No matter what i say or what I do, some people are WAY off on their assessment of who I am. Mostly they are the type that go to way to many seminars about putting people into this category or thatcategory and thy can't shake it. ”
The sky is ever-changing. Never static. People would never try to stuff the sky into a box, yet some delight in cramming other people into boxes with neat little labels. Maybe they are the same kind of people who need the weather to be predictable. The attachment to labels, categories, and predictability denotes a personality which is not comfortable with ambiguity. No matter what you say or do, there always be people who will be way off base in assessing you. The word “assessment” implies placing a value on something or someone. How can we place a value on a priceless, spontaneous soul?