When I was in 6th grade, we had a school play. I didn't want to do it; I didn't like being in the lime-light then, and I still don’t like it. I’m a behind the scenes person. We were told by the teacher that it was on a volunteer basis, but if we didn't volunteer we’d get a failing grade.
Thinking about it, it seems that here in the west we are told to pick sides right from the start. Favorite parent, picking players for teams, PB&J or bologna. Choosing a side of the fence is second nature to us because it’s how we are raised.
When I met a couple of people who were Buddhist, I didn't understand them. How could they ignore all the hurting and suffering in the world? Burying your head in the sand won’t make it better.
What I think I’m starting to understand is that making a conscious decision to not participate is not the same as burying one’s head in the sand. One can stand up and realize that there is no fence on which to choose a side. I think this is what I’ve been railing (sp?) against for many years, now. I am standing in my center, and it is whenever someone tries to knock me out of my center that I get incensed at their presumption into my space of being. And this is my fault. I need to remember that only I can give permission, or not, to allow someone else control me and/or my space.
I do not give my permission for anyone to do so.
There is a major part of me that wants to help anyone in need of help. To help them being their own healing process. I cannot heal them, no one can heal YOU except YOU. But others can help to show the entrance to the path of healing. YOU need to take that step forward. Or not. It is the same with myself; only I can heal me. Anyone who knew me years and years ago, knows that I am not the person I was back then. Having spent many years working on myself, I have become ego-centric, although I am not egotistical. There is a difference. My center is wherever my center needs to be, whether it is focused on my own growth, or reorienting that attention onto someone else who needs the attention.
No, I won’t turn the other cheek, I will fight for myself. At the same time, I understand that the person raising a hand against me, whether verbally or physically, has their own demons that they are fighting within. Except for a bad wiring in the brain, no one is born bad. Evil is taught. One has either a birth defect or they have been brainwashed into thinking they are evil and so they strike out at others while screaming within.
I believe in honor. I believe that raising a hand against your neighbor is dishonorable, and dishonor is the true sin. I will not take sides, I will stand in my center, do my best to be a good neighbor, and support others I believe by their actions are good neighbors without caring about their background. What a person does now is not who they were yesterday.
There is no fence, no side to choose, except your own.