This week has deeply challenged me. The news out of Cleveland where three teenage girls were abducted, kept as animals, sexually abused, and tortured at the hands of a monster for upwards of 10 years, has rocked my center.
I am an active advocate of oneness, forgiveness, and love always being the answer to every upset. This is the theme of my life and I’ve adhered to it through my own losses and tragedies. Yet, this story . . . And why this story and not the plethora of others like it or equally as horrific as it is, is beyond me. This story has stretched my beliefs and and love center to their max.
I honestly cannot remember ever craving for someone to experience pain and suffering before. Inching along the 405 (the most congested freeway in the US) with tears streaming down my face, I imagined the parents of one of those girls, or even one of the girls themselves, finding a way to shoot the beast in transit and making the legal case for justifiable homicide. In those moments, I was anything but enlightened.
I believe there is order and purpose in all things. I accept that there are things that I do not have the capacity to understand. I see life more as a dream and death as waking up. I still believe that love is the most powerful force in existence and I am one with it. I also still believe that the world needs compassion, healing, kindness and forgiveness. I need all of those things too.
We are all in process, all growing, all doing the best we can. It’s okay to feel what we feel and to tell the truth about it. It doesn’t make us any less Godly, it makes honest, trustworthy, and relatable.
I’m still spiritual, but I am also human.
Leave a comment. What are your human struggles?