What are we trading innocence for? For me innocence was and is being gulible, crying when my feelings are hurt, caring more for others then myself. As this life has jaded me, I find myself trading those things for skepticism, internal wall building, and basic ego pleasing behavior. When did it happen that I went from trying to understand someone else to rolling eyes and talking about how crazy they are behind their backs?
I’ve realized, with help, that these thoughts are part of the journey I am taking where the destination, although visiable, continues to push it’s way into the distance. The more I realize that the actions I’m taking effect all parts of my mind, body and soul, the greater my understanding is when I am faced with road blocks or directional signs. The better I handle the bumps and flat tires.
As I come away from a weekend of being angry and frustrated about household responsibilities, I am looking at my past, my childhood and how my feelings now are linked directly to how I felt then. I also see how the actions of others are linked to their past experiences. It really helps for me to look at things this way because I can weed whack my way through those first feelings and learn how to better approach the situation. The trick is, having the other person travel down that same road with me so they too can get to that place when I do or better yet, keep me awake while I’m at the wheel.
