This blog is inspired by a recent follower and I must admit I didn’t follow back because their account is private. I always like to respect the privacy of others; however, I’d like to thank them for offering inspiration.
 
Curiously, they started following me the eve of Thanksgiving and the quote from the woman gave me a question to ponder, “Do you see to believe, or believe to see?” I paused to reflect on my own life.
 
I have a highly inquisitive mind, which is the inspiration for my profile name, SuperJenius. In my incessant quest for knowledge, I often get tripped up and trapped in my own wires. Yes, my wanton monkey mind always gets entangled with some twisted version of the truth. My inquiring mind HAS TO KNOW, but know what? What does it really need to know?
 
Seeing is believing, or at least that is what they tell us in the pragmatic modern world. The irony is often I need to find evidence to support what I don’t want to overcome the expectation for what I do want. In other words, I need to prove the negative of a situation so my heart doesn’t get hurt. Yes, my negative mind constantly looking out for my heart. Yeah, I know. Let that sink in.
 
Regardless of why I have such a habit, the truth is what I see, is not always the truth. It is only my perspective of the truth. We all see what we want to see, and therefore, we believe what we want to believe. We have this choice. We can choose to see life in the negative, or life as a positive, and our minds do so to protect the body, heart and spirit from pain.
 
Believing to see, I believe is not physical sight which can be deceiving. This belief of sight, is a felt one and an intuitive one. We see with our hearts and we also see with our intuitions, which would be considered our third eye in come philosophies and religions. While we can search the entire world for facts to calm the intellectual mind, it takes a lot more courage and faith to believe in what we see with the heart. Ironically, the heart has a greater gift of sight then what our eyes take in and our mind interprets.

Which of these is true? Is physically seeing to believe, or is it faith, feeling and intuiting what we see? How do we know the difference? How can we find the truth of sight – is it in the heart, or the mind?

Attraversiamo means “Let’s cross over,” in Italian. Again, Thanksgiving eve, I let that sink in, meditating on it. What does this mean to me? What does it mean in regards to belief and seeing?

Perhaps it is crossing over from what is plain sight, to felt sight, from what we think is truth, to the truth in our heart, from the pragmatic and dogmatic propaganda of the world, to an inspired, intimate version of the world. We can cross over to what is, to what can be.

We don’t need to someone to extend their hand to help us cross over. We can do it ourselves, just by changing our perspective. We can cross over just by changing our sight and our beliefs.

However, it is more than just personal relationships, humanity is at a crossroads. The pragmatic version of sight is no longer serving us. Sure, there are practical truths which are right before us, but in order to progress past the hardships and the chaos, we need faith, even if some claim to be Atheists. It’s not a religion or God we must learn to have faith, it is our own hearts and our own intuition. We need to believe in what we can’t explain and don’t have immediate answers. I come back to a quote from the book,
Serendipidus.

Maybe it’s time to set aside intellectualism
and celebrate the wonders of things that can’t be explained.

This was the first Instagram post I read on Saturday morning - a post bemoaning phonies…to be precise, phony ass bitches. Well, good fucking morning to you too, jerk. I hesitated over the post trying not to fall into a well of negativity. We all have our bad days when the world pisses us off, so why not express our dissatisfaction publicly. Seems real to me.

Trust me. I get it. Life is not always sugar-coated gum drops and lollipops. We aren’t always leaping over rainbows on unicorns. Each day may not greet us with rays of sunshine and smiling faces. Sometimes, we just want to fucking sucker punch the world and everyone in it. Yes! Halle-fucking-lujah!

I read the post several times, and yes, had to admit I have seen my share of phony ass bitches. The thing that offends my soul most is superficiality and worse, passing sexuality off as spirituality. Sigh. Is it fucking possible to have a spiritual and mindful quote without expressing how hot we are? I see this so much. This was my comment to a person who at times made me roll my eyes and raise my eyebrows. Sigh. Really dude? Yes, there is a world of phony ass bitches out there. Be careful, we may be one, because what frustrates us in others is often a reflection of us.

Giving more thought to the post as I settled into my yoga practice, I came to realize we are all for the most part phony ass bitches. There is always a part of our private nature we hide and we develop personas especially for social media. We all wear public masks of some sort. Some of us are really kittens but present ourselves as lions. We may be a timid baby bird on the edge of the nest testing our wings for first flight, when we portray ourselves as eagles. Some may present themselves as gods and goddesses, flaunting their bodies to demonstrate their inhibitions and wildness, only to cover up the fact they are timid and terrified of life.  We rage against governments and corporations, claiming to be free and awake never to realize we are caged and asleep by our own negativity. 

Perhaps the realization is how we present ourselves, our personas represent our greatest insecurity. Do we feel unattractive and that is why we need to share so many sexy selfies to seek positive attention and reinforcement? Who are we trying to impress when we do so? Do we feel inadequate when we consistently promote our success? Who are we trying to impress with our achievements? And I could continue on. I’m not saying any of this is bad, but to be mindful why we do so.

With all this being said, how to we get fucking real in a superficial and materialistic world?

First to realize that we are not all fucking that. None of us. We all come to this life as equals no matter our status and wealth. It isn’t a competition. It’s really not. There will always be someone more talented, more beautiful/handsome, more successful…etc., etc., We are simply of value for existing and being who we are and understand that what irks us and offends is only sign to reawaken parts of us that need healing.

I will be flat-out honest with the world. Why sexy selfies irk me so much is because I am for the most part comfortable with my appearance and my body. I don’t need to flaunt it. I could do so as millions of others, but I prefer to promote my more creative and spiritual side.  Guess which people get the most attention? Yes, the sexual flaunters, the success promoters. And yes, for some of us comfortable with our own existence, this can get real fucking annoying.

But I digress, I am only being open and honest about my judgements to demonstrate where they come from. They come from my feeling of being invisible and unnoticed. Damn you, world! But this is my issue to contend and we all have issues to overcome when trying to make peace and love with the world.

So, chill the fuck out, phony ass bitches and carry on with our real awesome selves and be mindful of what pains us. It could be the clue to our healing.