give me truth.

Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth. - Henry David Thoreau

I've been doing a lot of reflecting recently. An awful lot. And I've been going deep in to myself and finding the points in my being that still get affected by the behaviours of others. Given that I spent a good year or so in a wonderment of being in India and Nepal working on inner peace (these are great places for practice because anything can happen and one learns to patiently wait for the train to arrive at the station 5 hours after it was due in a state of surrender), I had hoped I'd be more masterful at it

What I recognised about relating to others, most importantly, is how much of a good relationship boils down to trust. Now granted, people change and things do happen in life so commitments might be made which can't be adhered to. But where my integrity (or 'my code') has been poked at over and over is when I've felt cheated of truth.

The first time this happened to me traveling was in India and I was so upset. "It's his karma" the man at the crystal store said to me after he revealed to me the fact that the stone around my neck I'd bought earlier that day was actually a fake. I was determined to march back up to the mountain where I bought it from and tell that boy what for! But crystal man told me to let it go and I eventually did.

As a traveler, I trust the world. I believe in humanity and human beings can be just absolutely awesome. The other day I was on a bus from Salzburg to the airport without a ticket. I was whacked after waking up in the small hours of darkness and didn't find the time nor energy to buy a ticket believing I could get one on the bus. Evidently not but I sat down nevertheless. When the ticket inspector came, I felt like an awkward foreigner with the bus carriage watching me wriggle out of the situation - honestly might I add - with my hands up in "I'm sorry, I didn't get one". Before I had chance to blush, I was totally bowled over by this kindly gentleman next to me who placed a bus ticket in my hand and proceeded to merely smile and shake his head when I handed him a 5 euro note.

Now recently, forgive my self-indulgence, but I've felt really let down by a couple of situations. Being a natural optimist and I absolutely look back and think "thank God for that" accepting that I attracted them in to my world to learn something "lesson or a blessing" as the yogis say. Nevertheless I've dug deep in to my psyche to work out what has been the pain point in this.

It boiled down to one thing: dishonesty. I feel fortunate that I am aware enough to feel when I am being manipulated or seduced and to also have a good degree of understanding and compassion. I'm sure, no doubt, that I am guilty of it too - getting too attached to an outcome and trying to make it happen rather than to allowing it to flow.

But disappointment is one hell of a teacher. And perhaps this is a root of not just my own disappointment but also that of many others living in this world. Unless you live in an ashram or a community - we are all part of this capitalist society whether we like it or not. And consciously or unconsciously - we get told things that aren't necessarily objective truth. I remember seeing a sign saying "Time is money" in New York last year and smelt that smell again.

I, being the meditator I am, try to practice creating space around these stalks to gently dig around them, like a gardener does a tree root in order to get it out. And this operation can hurt a lot because it requires me to sit with the feeling and try not direct negativity at the person who's brought it about (and I struggle with it because I'm the one I am really annoyed with so Jess gets a hard time). This sensation if it had a voice would say something like "how dare you!" in self-righteous indignation which only serves to create more separation between me and the button pusher. The same kind of separation that creates war between beliefs / religions :(

But this is what it comes down to. Trust. Whether you admire / believe in another person's integrity i.e. it aligns with your own, or whether you resonate with truth and thus have an innate ability to sniff out bull-shit like you've already stepped in it, this is what can powerfully unite us. Truth.

I wish I could say I've been perfect but I've made mistakes, been in denial, afraid to speak my truth (or been too truthful and created a wee bit of trouble), I've responded harshly and in the early years been foolishly misguided by others.

It's such a simple little word and yet so important; Truth. What I do know is that there is one person I can wholeheartedly trust and that is myself. In my experience, the most empowering lesson is to be true and working towards feeling absolutely comfortably with it.

With fearlessly speaking it, thinking it, walking it and living it.

And in the modern world we live in today - where we are often surrounded by hooks and fears - this can take some practice and humility to step out of.

But as a wise Baba I hung out with in India said to me: "Don't get stuck" and "Keep going" - head wiggle, head wiggle. There's something incredibly enlightening about that approach.

Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind. - Dr. Seuss

God, the ultimate commodity

Money is a huge story in the USA at the moment (and obviously for a vast amount of the world) and while I feel we all must search within for the cause of this global drama we are playing our roles in, overlooking the money story would be naïve of me, because it evidently pulls a lot of strings and pushes a lot of buttons. It also has powerful society figureheads printed upon it.

There seems to be a mentality along the lines of “lets keep destroying the world and hope someone else will take care of it after I die” mentality aided by a powerful country’s ability to price up food, have a massive FMCG market and rejoice in the superficial while 1 in 6 people are going hungry. I sincerely hope people wake up and step out of their drama and see this political misuse of power.  Even small steps like eating healthily, recycling and volunteering would be something or even becoming a conscientious objector...

The American Dream is like an oversized melting sundae, the cherry’s already slid on to the floor, the straws blocked up with a chocolate chip and the ‘have a nice day’ that the gentleman at the counter said with a smile is ringing in the ears but lacking in authenticity and heart.

While love, devotion, inclusiveness and faith are beautiful facets encouraged by religion, there are some dramatically interesting ways in which God and commercialism have joined forces in the United States - from car parking billboards (above) to words inscribed on a powerful currency that also cites “In God We Trust”.  But perhaps, dare I suggest, this "God" may actually be a false God in light of the fact that 'money' itself is being callously printed without the gold in the banks to support it as we live in a world that trades the debts of its citizens?

I’m certainly not positioning myself to debate on religious ideals nor economics (eek), however a tight association with mass consumption in a country where the biggest epidemic is obesity while it also manages a ridiculous amass of debt, tells me that perhaps it’s worth checking who or what one places their heartfelt trust in. Transforming fear in to faith is powerful, as is evidently manipulating people in to having faith in something that may not truly have the welfare of its people at heart in a time of unprecedented economic inequality.