pondered on a scene from the movie “A Long Walk to Freedom”.In the scene Nelson Mandela’s daughter came
to visit him for the first time.He had
not seen her since she was a little girl.She said something to the effect of “I do love you even though I don’t
know you that well”.It made me think
about my grandparents, my mother and then my daughter.I asked myself how well I know my grandmother,
her beliefs, convictions, joys, sorrows or her story.I often dwell on fond memories of her, but
did I really know the real her.I could
certainly answer yes, simply because she didn’t wear a mask with me.She showed me her strengths, vulnerabilities,
beliefs & her story.
I asked myself the same question about my
mother and I could not say the same. I
know of her but I don’t really know who she is as a person. I don’t know her story and somewhere along
the way I stopped caring or trying to know.
I went deeper and asked could my daughter say the same of me. Does she know the real me? Does she know my beliefs, my fears, my
convictions, my triumphs, my joy, my peace?
Do I let her see me? Do I allow
her to be seen? Do I truly know her as well?
Does anyone truly know me? The answer
I haven’t been seen since 1989. It’s the year I lost my sense of peace. It was the year I learned to be
invisible. It was the birthing of my
anger and resentment. I discovered I was
alone in my family in 1989. The real me
attempted to make appearances periodically throughout the years. Every time I appeared I was met with
unfavorable responses, which further deepened my resentment. The truth is I trained myself to never be
fully seen again as a way of coping. I’ve
recently come to realize that it is not serving me well and only continues to
build resentment in me. I’ve tried to
get to the root of my uneasiness and anger for over 15 years. I never quite understood it until today.
I’ve been in prison attempting to regain
my freedom through anger, when the truth is peace is the only way. Every great leader and self-actualized person
has come to this awakening at some point along their journey. It’s why Jesus taught it, Gandhi embraced it
Martin Luther King practiced it and Nelson Mandela followed it. You can never truly be seen or heard by the
heart without it. Isn’t that really what
everyone is searching for? Could peace
usher in a new era within humanity? Could it end our fears and minimize our
pain? Could it heal the brokenness in our youth? Can peace awareness further develop our
civilization? I believe it can and
already has. All it needs is more
microphones; the microphone of the heart.
Peace is the antidote to fear in any type
of situation. Peace allows me to see and
be seen. Peace amplifies my voice. Now I can be known my daughter can finally
meet her mother. Resentment has been
eradicated. I traded inner anger for
inner peace. The real me has been set
free. Now I can step forward and realize
the divine vision within me. Peace is
the catalyst to deliver us at the doorstep of unconditional love.
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