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Sunday Sparkle #3: Thing In Your Way
The following song…..well, it’s barely a ‘song’ now, is it?
The following ‘riff of an idea’ is an expression of my boundaries, so to speak.
Allow me to expound.
In this realm, we all operate as mirrors for one another.
We all have blind-spots…ways of being that are so automatic and built-in that we wear them like skin; adopted identities so interwoven with our nature that it’s not easy to always see them with our own eyes. Sometimes we need help.
This is where trust and friendship come in. Friends are trusted reflectors.
They are the people we allow to show us what we can’t see about ourselves.
One of the reasons I love being a song-writer is because I get to be a mirror to so many friends I have and haven’t met yet. I get to reflect what I want to see shining back at me. I get to think about societal or personal ailments & issues, and dream of the cures & solutions, wrap them up nicely in pretty sheet music, tie them off with a bow, expressing them outward, singing them away into the light….
…back to boundaries.
If there’s one thing I can’t stand, it’s watching perfectly capable humans play the part of the victim so well that they actually believe it, thus sabotaging any chance of taking responsibility for the problems they’ve caused in their own lives while projecting their pain outward, misplacing blame and misattributing misery.
Unfortunately, we are in an epoch of victim-mindset glorification. Unearned power abounds.
When the weakest links call the shots, the whole chain is compromised.
It is my love, care and concern for the whole, and my desire to protect it that brings me to write, to deliberately reflect.
My activism comes in the form of picking up a pen and drawing a line:
I will own and remedy any and all harm that I cause.
I will refuse to take blame for any and all harm that I haven’t caused.
That is my boundary.
the words
To you
I am the thing in your way
To me
You’re projectin’
To you
I am the cause of your pain
To me
You’re just stallin’
You’re just stallin’
Thanks for being here and for pickin’ up what I’m puttin’ down.
I so appreciate the gift of your precious time and attention, my friend.
be great, much love
Jacqueline
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The blame game is alive and well these days!
Very succinct. 👍 However, unlike you, I am unable to love the inhabitants of this predatorial world. A being once told me to open my heart to the world, but to see inside the hearts of the world, requires me to love that which I despise: the shallow. The lukewarm. The vacuous. The overly emotional. The backbiting, fake smiling, greedy, uncaring rats that make up the majority of humanity. They are immaleable. They are self centered. They market their insincerity with no shame. No thought. No embarrassment.