There is a relief when we get to call things out for what they are. It takes too much effort and energy to always dance around subjects or set things up just so. Perhaps it is because I am originally from NY where people are known for being straightforward, but I revel in the moments when I can call a spade a spade. Maybe it is more of what Jesus meant when he said, the truth will set you free. Even Shakespeare encouraged us to be true to ourselves. Sometimes that requires us to be explicit. These days the term is most often associated with sex acts or nudity being clearly depicted but that is only one element of it. Even so, we can’t deny that we all have sex at some point and we are all naked under our clothes. On my daily dates with God, I have learned how with compassion to be explicit with myself about myself. I have certainly spent a large portion of my life living in denial and I trust I was for the length of time I needed to be. After many years of my daily dates and building a trust that no matter who I am or what I may or may not have done, God does not love me any less, I am willing to be explicit with myself. The power of my heart which is open and willing to learn does not run from seeing what is going on underneath. Instead of falling for the illusion that what I am feeling or thinking is caused by someone or something outside of me, I am free to see the clear evidence of what my part is in the perspective I am holding. It sounds devastating or in some cases shocking to be explicit with oneself but it is freeing. If I can’t be explicit with me and learn to accept all of me, how can I expect it of anyone else? Plus if I a not willing to be explicit with myself, I will never get to know the core truth of who I am and my capacity as a human being. The clarity to see what the courage of my heart can face, learn from, and engage with others comes from being explicit with me.
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