by Karen Frazier, Managing Editor
Paranormal Underground Magazine
No two people have ever met. I could leave it at the title. It’s really all I have say, but I suppose that wouldn’t be much of a blog now, would it? Nor would it be very much like me, given how enthralled with my “voice” on a computer screen in a blog.
There’s an author I like named Byron Katie who talks about this concept quite frequently. I’ve seen the words on the page in many of her books. I’ve seen it, I’ve nodded my head, but I’ve never really gotten it on a gut level before. And we all know how much credence I put in perception on a gut level. (The answer is a lot if I assume incorrectly and you don’t know or are new to my blog).
This morning I was lying awake in bed at 3 a.m. And 4 a.m. And 5 a.m. Sometimes nights are like that. I wake up for some reason in the middle of the night (usually puppy related) and then instead of drifting back to sleep, my mind is a whirl. I don’t particularly force the thoughts during times like these. I merely follow them. Sometimes I think that it is at 3 a.m. and into the wee hours of the morning where many things crystalize for me.
This is what I came to understand this morning by 5. No two people have ever met. Really! I’m so busy perceiving you based upon my biases, beliefs, perceptions and filters (which have nothing to do with who you are and everything to do with who I am) and you’re so busy showing me only the parts of yourself that you feel are acceptable (and vice versa) that we have never really met, you and I. I have no more concept of who you are truly and honestly than you have of who I am.
We start relationships with our best foot forward. Of course we do! We want to be liked. We want to be accepted. And so we strap on the social graces on top of our true selves. We give the people what they want. Well – that’s not really true. We give the people what we believe that they want.
That’s it really – why we have never met. I’m too wrapped up in who I believe I should show to the world, who I believe you are and who I think that you believe I am to ever really know you. I’m guessing you are the same.
Strip it away. Who are we, really? Are we the sum total of all of the mask wearing and faulty perceptions, or are we something more basic and pure underneath?
We haven’t met, you and I. Not really. But I’d like to meet you and I’d like to have you meet me. Who knows? We may even really like what we find when the layers have been stripped away and we become just us. Without agendas. Without perceptions. Without filters. Just two souls – swimmin’ in a fish bowl. Maybe when we get to that point, we will finally meet. F’real.
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