The truth
If the truth, the reality of what a thing is, is something so awful that we fear to see it in the morning light, perhaps what the problem is is not that we spoke of it, but rather that it happened in the first place.
If we find the truth to be so untasteful, to be such a thing that we demand no other speak, perhaps we should find a way within ourselves to make it so that no other -has- to speak of it.
If we constantly find ourselves in a postion where we are forced to spin a truth so that it reflects less harmfully upon our own being, perhaps it is time to take a good look within ourselves to see what is causing that truth needing to be spun in the first place.
If we find ourselves in a position so often of having to defend another’s truth that is not our own, perhaps it is time to look deeply within for the inner steel that resides in us all and remember that one should never allow oneself to be moved from the truth.
Life is too short.
As the wheel of the year turns, and we all find our own ways to celebrate this sacred new year, may we all also find peace.
Blessed Samhain, may this thinning of the worlds give you peace and a pathway to the truth.
Three things from which to never be removed: Ones Gods, Ones Oaths, and The Truth.
