Reflection….
Silence. I gather this calls for a time of reflection because let’s face it, there’s hardly a moment of silence or a moment of still in our busy lives these days. As a mother of 4 young kids, who runs a small family dance studio, a few IG pages and has a husband that is devoted to the cause of running his own business 7 days a week, moments of reflection seem impossible yet they are of utmost importance. So, now that new linen has been dressed onto each bed, let’s pause for reflection.
I’ve turned the television off, I’ve put the baby to sleep and thankfully the others are at daycare and school today. My hands are free and almost confused from the lack of carry they have become accustomed to. So in their need to hold, grasp, carry, heal or love, I’ve resorted to blogging.
The other day, whilst basking in some much needed adult time, a friend of mine and I visited a local cafΓ©. Transfixed by the aroma of brewing arabica beans, we savoured each sip of our standard sized lattes. I found myself in continuous fits of laughter, my belly hurt, my eyes watered and I think I encountered an acute stitch, but I thoroughly immersed myself in the moment. I must admit, I was also slightly delirious and very unwell, but this did not excuse my behaviour that seemingly followed such a beautiful morning. I found myself issuing compliments and than completely offering the opposite in the same breath. In my efforts to be humorous, I was also projecting negativity, something I knew I had to grasp.
So I did! I expressed my embarrassment for my behaviour, my unnecessary urge to communicate so ineffectively, and acknowledged it certainly was uncharacteristic of the individual I have now come to fall in love with. Thankfully my beautiful accompaniment exclaimed it was due to my extreme fatigue and shrugged off the indecent behaviour as a once off but this paused for a moment of reflection….a day or two later.
You see, not many individuals (especially males), realise the effects of their unfiltered, unguarded opinions and sentiments. In one breath they acclaim to be encompassing themselves and their kids in a fair environment which is positive, all inclusive, non competitive and harmonious but in the next breath they are completely defaming all that they selectively choose to encompass themselves. Reflection is imperative. A moment of clarity, where you are vulnerable with yourself and ask yourself “are you projecting the person you genuinely want to be?” Now, this may not be of significant interest to some, and you may ascertain being yourself is what is of utmost importance and its others who need to change their reception of you, but if the behaviour emitted is unfavourable, it should be eradicated.
We have grown into a society that finds strain in communicating with individuals directly. In person, we exchange love andΒ a fleeting moment later we exchange verbal discrepancies via text/email to hide from any assumed conflict or confrontation. We fuel are bodies now with healthy food yet our minds still remain toxic as we promote love and to love all yet we don’t ensure the root of the love is pure and from within. We remove the connection between people by our need to project via technology. In our sheer frustration, we continuously break down those that we love the most. We release negative energy stored and disperse it onto positive individuals which slowly acidifies what was once pure.
No one is perfect. We are all human. But humankind has forgotten humanity. If we hope for future generations to love, feel loved, give love, we have to ensure we are true examples of the word itself.
