Recently, I was having a conversation with another female, and she made an interesting comment. She said, "I don't trust women". I have heard this comment before, but this time I chose to ask why?. In a nutshell, her view was based on "hurt", that she experienced from other women's choice of behaviors towards her. I believe, that I have matured, and am open to friendships. From all people, including women. As women, we must embrace our differences. As women, we must celebrate the variety of beauty that is ours. As women, we must build each other up. As women, we must learn to support each other. As women, we must teach each other, in love. And most of all, as women, we must be fearless when it comes to giving, and embracing respect from one another. As the saying goes "Each One, Teach One".
We have all heard the saying "Am I, My Brothe's Keeper"?. This was the response that Cain gave to God after killing his brother Abel. The reason he asked the question of God, was because he was attempting to be deceptive. He was trying to change the topic, so to speak. He was trying to release ownership, of the evil he had committed. I often wonder why God asked him where his brother was? After all, God already knew. I am absolutely sure, that it was to connect Cain, again, to his relational responsibility, where his "BROTHER" was concerned. "YES", we are our brothers keeper. We should always be able to respond without guilt, when asked the question, "Where is your brother?.
It has been a while since I have been able to sit down and write on Beliefnet, because I was working on achieving a long time dream to become a Substance Abuse Counselor, and I have done just that. I feel trully happy, and wanted to share those happy feelings.
I wanted to say hello to all my friends. I have recently received my CASAC-T, ana am now helping people who want to live a drug free lifestyle, learn the behavioral skills necessary to do so. I must say, that the nine months that I gave myself to accomplish this goal in my life, were worth it. I am here to say, "It trully is not over until the fat lady sings" Live out your dreams.
When I look back at a time when things were not as clearly defined. The innate abilty to trust at face value, and the happiness that I felt, until proven wrong by another's act of deception, I start to miss the safety that naivete, at times affords.
Compassion and empathy! To be able to feel and trully want to understand another's pain.Some would call it a talent, but I know that it is a gift. It keeps me centered. I don't go to a place that ever makes me feel that anyone should go through pain alone.