Stories from the Lateral - a Healers Journey
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  • My Beginning y mas
    • In the Beginning - I died
    • Hollow Hallowed Ground - An Open Letter to family
  • Changes - new stories unforlding
  • Snippets From Time
    • 1 Life interrupted
    • 2 If you dream your life...
    • 3 Ode to memories
    • 4 Sitting on the lateral... literally
    • 5 Disease doesn't hang out in the brain
    • 6 Dia de muertos
    • 7 Face it head on!
    • 8 Someone Asked Me
    • 9 Am I more spiritual if...
    • 10 Love vs intelligence?
    • 11 Charity wrapped in dignity
    • 12 Being Strong Women
    • 13 How do you stop overthinking "it"?
    • 14 Ode to parrot head lyrics
    • 15 Embracing our changes
    • 16 Being called crazy
    • 17 Listening - tellings - do it
    • 18 Journeys end... or not
    • 19 The Merida journey - Little lives
    • 20 The Merida journey - Not so little Deaths
    • 21 Beyond the comfort zone
    • 22 Daddy
    • 23 Loss in the time of Covid
    • 24 Relationship Canyons
    • 25 Gone or just beyond
    • 26 Mind evolution
    • 27 You never know who will show up
    • 28 The Dichotomy of Perceptions
    • 29 Changes in Latitude
  • The Amputation Journey
    • How did it come to this?
    • Pink Lemonade
    • The return of the Medicine Woman
  • Social Experiments in Hearing
    • 1 Loss: What is more tragic?
    • 2 Loosing Fear - the Q
    • 3 Persaverance
  • Main
  • My Beginning y mas
    • In the Beginning - I died
    • Hollow Hallowed Ground - An Open Letter to family
  • Changes - new stories unforlding
  • Snippets From Time
    • 1 Life interrupted
    • 2 If you dream your life...
    • 3 Ode to memories
    • 4 Sitting on the lateral... literally
    • 5 Disease doesn't hang out in the brain
    • 6 Dia de muertos
    • 7 Face it head on!
    • 8 Someone Asked Me
    • 9 Am I more spiritual if...
    • 10 Love vs intelligence?
    • 11 Charity wrapped in dignity
    • 12 Being Strong Women
    • 13 How do you stop overthinking "it"?
    • 14 Ode to parrot head lyrics
    • 15 Embracing our changes
    • 16 Being called crazy
    • 17 Listening - tellings - do it
    • 18 Journeys end... or not
    • 19 The Merida journey - Little lives
    • 20 The Merida journey - Not so little Deaths
    • 21 Beyond the comfort zone
    • 22 Daddy
    • 23 Loss in the time of Covid
    • 24 Relationship Canyons
    • 25 Gone or just beyond
    • 26 Mind evolution
    • 27 You never know who will show up
    • 28 The Dichotomy of Perceptions
    • 29 Changes in Latitude
  • The Amputation Journey
    • How did it come to this?
    • Pink Lemonade
    • The return of the Medicine Woman
  • Social Experiments in Hearing
    • 1 Loss: What is more tragic?
    • 2 Loosing Fear - the Q
    • 3 Persaverance
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The Dichotomy of Perception

If the clothes you wear, are an indication of your beliefs,
The words you utter are the proof of who you are as a person.
Take note. Only 1 is real
Yesterday I experienced this dichotomy first hand. The clothing of a young 20 something (in her prim purple dress, head cover, stocking). Passed me and thought she whispered to the man with her of the person with the tattoos and colored hair. His head swung like it was on a pivoting swivel - locking eyes for a fraction of a second. Then they raced out and ahead of me - with my purple hair and tattoos, walking on a crutch - out the door. He had to really struggle to sorta hold the door ajar for me. It was interesting to see.
The judgment in full swing. From a guy in pink checkered shirt this was funny. the grape and the hillbilly cowboy forgot that the bible has words along the lines of "judge not, lest ye be judged".

I had to laugh - but find that it was impactful. For how I now view others dressed like they were - will be clouded by their behavior. I will try to not judge as they are still young and obviously not well versed - but I note the flavor that now rides in my perception is different.
If I'd worn a doctors coat to indicate my station as a medicine woman / healer - their actions I know would have been different - and that too is a dichotomy .

So I encourage us all - to look at how our actions towards others, our perceptions of them without words or knowledge - our reactional preconceptions are now colored by a single interaction. It doesn't mean we have to change who we are - but the flavor of the initial contact can now forever be altered perceptibly.
Thank you for showing who you are - it makes it easier to leave you out of my life - or include you with pure joy and acceptance.

And yes, I allow room for people to change and grow - or don't.
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  • Main
  • My Beginning y mas
    • In the Beginning - I died
    • Hollow Hallowed Ground - An Open Letter to family
  • Changes - new stories unforlding
  • Snippets From Time
    • 1 Life interrupted
    • 2 If you dream your life...
    • 3 Ode to memories
    • 4 Sitting on the lateral... literally
    • 5 Disease doesn't hang out in the brain
    • 6 Dia de muertos
    • 7 Face it head on!
    • 8 Someone Asked Me
    • 9 Am I more spiritual if...
    • 10 Love vs intelligence?
    • 11 Charity wrapped in dignity
    • 12 Being Strong Women
    • 13 How do you stop overthinking "it"?
    • 14 Ode to parrot head lyrics
    • 15 Embracing our changes
    • 16 Being called crazy
    • 17 Listening - tellings - do it
    • 18 Journeys end... or not
    • 19 The Merida journey - Little lives
    • 20 The Merida journey - Not so little Deaths
    • 21 Beyond the comfort zone
    • 22 Daddy
    • 23 Loss in the time of Covid
    • 24 Relationship Canyons
    • 25 Gone or just beyond
    • 26 Mind evolution
    • 27 You never know who will show up
    • 28 The Dichotomy of Perceptions
    • 29 Changes in Latitude
  • The Amputation Journey
    • How did it come to this?
    • Pink Lemonade
    • The return of the Medicine Woman
  • Social Experiments in Hearing
    • 1 Loss: What is more tragic?
    • 2 Loosing Fear - the Q
    • 3 Persaverance