The Beijing Olympic ceremony opened with a bang of cascading fireworks shining light in the night for all nations of all people to witness. It was a testimonial to our ability to come together. We can see right in front of us on television faces of different colors, nations with strong, century-old political differences putting down their axes to grind and celebrating their likenesses rather than their differences.
What happens is we forget the things that make us united in our humanity and hold onto those things that separate us from other people and the very thing we want most? What happens inside of us, that we strive to minimize our need for love?
After all, when I go to the dog park, all of the dogs running around don’t seem to have a problem with connection. Sure, sometimes they get territorial and there is a growl here or there, but for the most part, the morning passes without incident. Most often, there is dog laughter in the form of high-pitched yelping and a "catch me if you can" body language. I wonder what holds people back from making friends so easily and naturally. Not that I would want to be so personal with the use of my nose, but let’s face it. There can be forces that exist within each of us that notices our dissimilarity much more so than the dogs playing in the grass.
My daughter is growing up. She made the huge transition to middle school. She is a “big kid” with her own sense of style. She loves the Jonas Brothers and now wears my husband’s ties around her neck with a vest. She dresses differently from other kids and has her own style. However, in her designed fashion attire, she has many friends and sees herself as the same despite her efforts to be unique. One day she was saying, “Mommy we all have problems. Joe has a hard time spelling, Shannon has problems with her sister, and Kerry talks too much. We all have something we have to learn about.” She is ten years old.
Maybe it is our problems that make us the same, the things we can acknowledge and share with other people that brings us together rather than apart. Maybe somewhere deep inside we have learned through our problems that we need to hide who we are instead of sharing who we are when we most need to. Maybe it is our judgment of our problems that force us away from each other because we think we are different.
I see a Jungian analyst. I have told her things that I kept hidden away from people for forty-two years. In my telling the potency of my embarrassment and shame lifts away from me and I became human again. In my humanity, I share my childhood stories with other people. But most importantly, through my sharing people feel free to expose their stories. Their stories are freed within the light of acceptance, within the light of love.
We forget about the sharing. We forget about the necessity of having a witness present through the power of love to see our truth. We forget that is our unity of being human there really is no difference at all.
Rochelle Sparrow is a psychic trance channel who offers individual and group sessions for your empowerment. She now offers monthly day long workshops on psychic development. She is the featured trance channel for Shirley Maclaine.com and is a frequent guest on radio and television. Connect with her at www.rochellesparrow.com, 602.430.6447