It's a paradox that almost all of us
say we hate lies, and want honesty. Yet when it comes to
facing painful truths, we often do everything we can to
avoid doing just that.
Maybe I've been dealing with nights of
drunkenness from my SO, and won't admit to myself they
have a problem with alcohol, or may be suffering from the
disease of alcoholism. Perhaps I found telltale evidence
of an affair, but bury the thought far back in my
consciousness, refusing to believe it could really happen
Have I experienced childhood abuse, for
example, and convinced myself I got over it, that it's in
the past, and there's no use in bringing it back up?
When I won't accept a painful truth, I
probably hope it won't show its ugly head again until I'm
stronger. Sometimes I even hope it will just go away. It
seldom does; instead it seems to steal energy away from
so many areas of my life, and sap my strength a bit more
Just for Today
Today I'll take a few moments, and
think about just one occasion in the past when I have
faced a painful truth. I'll remind myself that it no
longer has the same power to imprison me, as it once did
when it was secret. As painful as the rocky ground was, I
was finally glad to get out of the swamp, and finding my
way back to some peace of mind.
Truth is what the spiritual quest is all about. Telling
the truth to ourselves frees us from our self-imposed
limitations. When you face the truth of a problem in your
life, you can do something about it. Truth liberates,
heals, and transforms. - Douglas Bloch
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