thoughts in process —
the idea of exploring “REAL” demands an examination of what is meant by “REAL” . . . can a human being know what is “REAL”? Since we all are biased, most often guilty of cognitive blindness, how can I trust what I view as my own reality? Many times I have arrived at a “aha moment” and been opened to a deeper understanding only to later find that it was just a surface scratch on a truth that I know is there, but . . .
My path to this point in my reality has been interesting, to say the least, filled with challenges/opportunities and I can say without reservation that LIFE IS A CLASSROOM or rather a series of classrooms and I have, at times, resisted lessons that were confronting me and have repeatedly said “I keep feeling like I am coming back to the same mountain again and again . . .” as if I am missing a point that will be presented to me time and time again until I “get it.”
Dreams, intriguing thoughts, traumas, perceived failures, drawn to examination of wounds and scars, and running from reviewing some levels of experiences, denying the need to plumb the depths of the pain to bring healing afraid of what it might reveal about me.