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Originally Posted by Smiler
My truth in situations RE: Dying family Member ..Is a fine balance of compassion, awareness and a gentleness in preparation ( and in those moments there was a peacefulness felt between us also)...there-fore the dying member felt it was safe to find her Truth ..voice her fears ...on her timing ..not mine..which she did ..this is to me respect of her journey and no not easy .. ( also for me it is not as simple as saying ( nor adding too a fear) when a love one is in the stage of denial and fear .. .." YES you are dying' Who determines what is a "truth and what is a lie."?..As stated Universal Law is do no Harm..
There is NO positive NOR negative in these Humbling moments OF soul ..
There Simply "IS"
I totally agree ..Self Truth ..Is Important ..for Growth ..and that realization is For The SELF...
We teach by loving and guiding ..And Timing is with dignity and Grace..
No one made Us GOD.. with tenderness we listen to the needs of soul..
Death is illusion anyway ..So the answer on a SOUL level is Truth.
Yet To a man made Society with a book of man made Rules ..It is a LIE...
Perception...of Intent ..whether another feels it is honest or dishonest is a judgment.
:) xx
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It's a personal preference Smiler.
I had grown up in an evironment of lying, especially the saying nothing hiding truth type.
I recall one incident in my late teens. I was living with my eldest brother and his gf.
We had a lovely dinner and all i said was, "This piece of Halibut was good enough for Jehovah!"
No, i just be silly there.
I was with my brother and some of his friends...oh , actullay my gf was with us too.
haha, what does that mean, that i did n't even initially remember she as there.
No wonder the relationship only lasted a few weeks.
Anyways, we were all drinking and there was a certain stuff being passed around too.
Well I became violently ill and was vomiting over and over.
I kept vomiting and my stomach was in a lot of pain, no more food coming out.
Instead of food, there was this dark liquid. I concluded this was blood.
And I kept vomiting this liquid out and my stomach hurt more each time I vomited.
I enquiried of my brother, his gf and my gf, "Is this blood?"
They all said in that fake reassuring way, "No, don't be silly, that's not blood, you're ok.
It was difficult for me to be 100% sure it was blood, because i ain't a doctor, though now after watching tons of House episodes, i now feel very confident when applying band aids.
The lighting was a dull fluro so the red of the liquid was not clear to me.
And I had been drinking and partaking of the other stuff so my eyes were a bit fuzzy.
I said, "Look i just want to know what it is, don't bulls- me!!"
"No, no, not blood, just some stuff"
I got angrier at them everytime they lied, as all i wanted for my reassurance , was the truth.
When they finally confirmed it was blood, I said, "thankyou for actually telling me the truth"
I was reassured, i relaxed and stopped vomiting and had a jolly good night.
I am not a fan of lying.
My theory of why they lied.
They were the ones who were freakin' out i was vomiting blood and didn't want to face the reality of it.
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