Behind the mask, or as I like to call it..admitting a few truths

So I post a lot on other social networks, and often times its just silly sarcastic stuff.  But every once in awhile, something comes that can start thought provoking conversations.  Such was the occasion today.  The post was of a mirror and the question asked was : Imagine if a mirror has the ability to show you as you really are..would you dare look? Most of us would want to look, but how often are we willing to see the real us beneath our masks? We always show a side of ourselves to others, to the world at large, even to those who think they know us well.  But when presented with having to acknowledge a part of us that might not be so pretty or that could be acknowledged as destructive or unproductive, would we be strong enough to look and conceded that there might be some things that need tweaking.

We all wear masks.  Its our safety net, if you will,to protect us from those who presume that they know us better than we do ourselves.  Sometimes we even wear them when we are doing our “soul searching”.  It’s hard to admit to even ourselves that there are things that  we are not perfect.  That what we do or say has consequences and repercussions in our daily lives.  For instance, “why can’t I find a guy who loves me for myself”..Perhaps its the company you keep…you know the ones who stay in the bars, dont pay their child support or hold a steady job.  If they didnt do that with the mother of their child, what makes you think they will do so with you? Why not aim for a higher class of guy. . .say perhaps, one with a job, a vehicle and likes hanging out watching movies with you because he likes the way you laugh at his corny jokes.  Damn…must be boring huh?   I often get frustrated with people who refuse to admit their value and settle for less. What made you think when you got married, you would be the one to provide the total support of the home, the care of the children, the slave to his every whim? that isn’t marriage..it’s a form of emotional abuse. and nobody deserves that.  I see people who refuse to speak up and put an end to that.  It makes me angry because I see their value.  But its not my choice.  I cannot make them change. Even if what I see would change their life for the better, or make them happier.  It is not my choice. I cannot stress that enough.  I have enough problems with the truths of my life which is no where near perfect.  It’s not that I don’t try to make it that way, but I am honest enough to admit that sometimes I suck at it.  But at least I get a new start every day so that’s always a plus.

We also wear masks and blinders in our paths as well.  I mean if we do so in the mundane, why not the spiritual ,right?  Sometimes people have the strangest idea of what we should be doing to keep us from being harmed, in their view, by the path we walk.  But I have to question their sincerity.  Is it really for our benefit that they choose to wield power to correct that or is it theirs?  Is it their power trip of playing savior that causes them to question the validity of what we do?  Sometimes we do  tend to get caught up in the shineys and other things that others before us decree we “must” have in order for the gods to hear us. When in truth, we just need to stand still and listen as they begin to tell us what they expect from us.  Wow..what a simple concept..listening.  Only we don’t always do we?  We hear what we want to especially when it is not what we want to hear.  We are alone in finding our own way on whatever path we choose to walk. We cannot and must not allow the arguments and persuasion of others sway us from what is truly our destiny.  they are not deity.  they do not have any power beyond the veil to change things for us.  That is between us and any entity we work with.  Any changes that occur are ours to make.  Nobody else’s, even if they wish it to be different. For others to speak and tell us that they could do so, or that we are wrong in our approach really pisses me off actually.  It’s not their life.  Not their path nor are they in charge of our destiny.  It is not their choice, nor do I need to allow them that privilege.

So its time to take a good look in that mirror.  A good hard honest look.  We don’t have to like what we see under that mask, but we do have to be honest at what is there. Is it time to let some things go?  Is it time to tweak some things here or there to make how we live a little more productive? Whatever we see, its time to be truthful to ourselves.  We deserve that. It is time we value what is truly us…that true woman or man that is worthy of respect, love and honesty from those in our lives, and most importantly from ourselves.

enlever le masque et de recevoir votre vérité

 

2 thoughts on “Behind the mask, or as I like to call it..admitting a few truths”

  1. Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)

    We Wear the Mask

    WE wear the mask that grins and lies,
    It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes,—
    This debt we pay to human guile;
    With torn and bleeding hearts we smile,
    And mouth with myriad subtleties.

    Why should the world be over-wise,
    In counting all our tears and sighs?
    Nay, let them only see us, while
    We wear the mask.

    We smile, but, O great Christ, our cries
    To thee from tortured souls arise.
    We sing, but oh the clay is vile
    Beneath our feet, and long the mile;
    But let the world dream otherwise,
    We wear the mask!

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