“Aslan,” said Lucy, “you're bigger.”

“That is because you are older, little one,” answered he.

“Not because you are?”

“I am not. But every year you grow, you will find me bigger.”

Prince Caspian

Replacing Majesty with Mediocrity

I finally get it. I've been playing pretend. "What would Jesus do?" "Be like Jesus" "Deny Yourself" "Be little Christs." All good ideas. All pretend.

To be like someone or something is to deny a legitimate, authentic part of you in order to take on attributes of someone else. Part of me must hide in order for this other quality to emerge. We don't need to deny ourselves. We need to recognise ourselves.

We are not merely a reflection; a shadow of what is or what could have been. We carry the I AM. Each of us, a colourful display in the kaleidoscope of Eternity. To imitate, reflect or decrease is to deny the DNA of the Holy and to replace it with something in our understanding, in our image. Each of us carry something of our Creator.

If I ever taught a philosophy class, everything would revolve around Dr. Who.

Overcoming this Cycle

“What children learn from fear based parenting is that if they don’t surrender control, the most powerful adult in their life will get mad, threaten, withhold love, or hurt them in some way. They learn that in any relationship only ONE person at a time gets to be powerful. And in the end they learn to believe the LIE that drives and protects the cycle of fear, control, punishment, and disconnection in relationships--the lie that we can and should control people.” -Danny Silk

Happy 2014!

"There are years that ask questions and years that answer." -- Zora Neale Hurston

Happy 2014!

ME & YOU & WE

Over the last 18 months, I’ve only ever felt hurt by South Africans twice.  Interestingly, the wounding came at the hands of white South Africans and both times, it was because of my nationality. Both times, I did not know the people, truly.

I have no say over my nationality and they have no governance over theirs. So why treat someone spitefully because of it? This is MY country, my president, my pain, my history,  my land. Geographical boundaries--seems a strange determiner of friendship; of human bonds.

On Being Seen

To be seen. That's really what I want, isn't it? To be seen, to be felt. I have spent too many years living on the circumference of life, being busy. Or being seen as being busy, therefore important. Nonsense. This busyness is  a disguise to keep people from looking deeper. I cover up what I do not know, because I myself do not know. I have been afraid to look, for fear that I won't see anything worthwhile.

Now I see dimly. I'm beginning to see more fully. I see that I camouflage myself so that my true, transendent spirit does not come to light. Those in my circles would not approve of my true spirit thoughts and dreams. So I disguise them, and myself.