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We All Have Scars

12 Aug We All Have Scars

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“There is no saint without a past, and no sinner a future.” – St. Augustine
While many variations of the aforementioned quote exist, it is a poignant time to remember this sobering fact. Every single human being you meet has been through pain, upheaval, scars and sadness to one degree of another. He or she has also experienced joy, laughter, and comfort. While the scales of extremity vary from person to person, this truth cannot be ignored. Even the happiest-seeming of people can be wrought with destructive demons that add themselves to a host of other personality traits that comprise a human “person.”

But, let’s look at the word “person.” Anybody fortunate enough to have a background in Latin education would have learned that “person” comes from the Latin word “persona.” “Persona,” means actor’s mask, a character in a play. Our psyches, characteristics, and personalities are nothing more than masks. At the end of the day, no matter which deck of cards you’ve been given, you’ve got what you’ve got and it is up to you how you choose to play your hand.

We like to think that we have control over our lives, that if we eat a certain way or live in a certain area, we will be devoid of any true hardship and can live a blissful, happy life. I apologize if this bursts your bubble, but life doesn’t work that way. There must be pain. There must be downfall. Destruction is inevitable. It is the only way to keep balance, allowing the more pleasant emotions to sweep through us like a cool summer breeze.

The problem arises when we forget that there are other persons around us all the time, humans (young and old) and animals alike. Science has been gracious enough provide evidence of the conscious capacity of all beings. Who are you to judge the life story of another? Who are you to announce that somebody else’s truth is somehow less painful than yours because he hasn’t’ gone through what you have? Maybe she is in the midst of her darkest hour and you’ve been put into her path to uplift her, to bring light. Are you going to stand up and treat this other person the way you would wish for him to treat you?

You are not in control of your circumstances. You are not in control of the other persons around you. You are only in control of your reactions, and how you choose to show up for your life. You can choose to treat others with compassion and understanding. You can choose to distance yourself from those who may bring toxicity into your life. You can choose to see past the masks we all wear into the fact of the matter that each person has a heart, a brain. We all share the same moment in time, the same planet, the same resources. Emotions run through us all, some heavier than others. Be the type of “person” you’d like to meet.

“Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, ‘Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?’ Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.”

Marianne Williamson, A Return to Love: Reflections on the Principles of “A Course in Miracles”

Dedicated to the light that shone brighter than any darkness he battled, Robin Williams.

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My name is Shawna Marie Rodgers and I am a sprightly English major currently taking a break from higher education to pursue a life of simplicity. My physical body is 22-years of age, but I’ve always felt that it houses the soul of a 90-year old woman. A “Norcal” girl born and bred, I am an ever-curious student of life constantly seeking out information in any realm that interests me. The past two years of my life have been highlighted by a commitment to living a spiritual journey, which has been the biggest single influence in my writing. I revel at the opportunity to share my perspective with the word via Brightside. Since this is a music-based enterprise, I feel it pertinent to mention that my favorite artists are Van Morrison, Billy Joel, Macklemore, Ray La Montagne, and Ben Gibbard. That being said, I can also bust out a mean Eminem rhyme whilst going 40 in a 25. Feel free to email me at smrodgers10@gmail.com if you’d like to talk transcendentalism.