What I am left pondering though, is not the gifts and the
challenges that we are given, but the lack of acceptance of this basic
philosophy resulting in judgment. As
children are we not taught to love one another despite differences? I could not tell you the amount of times my
mother said to me “treat others the way you want to be treated” and “don’t say
anything about someone that you wouldn’t say to them in person”. And yet here I am – mid twenties and still
surrounded by individuals, many of whom much older than me; judging. Individuals who I, unpretentiously assumed
would have now – based on age alone - learnt such lessons. Instead I find these same people making rash
comments, statements and branding labels upon people as if they were simply
indispensable. I find myself a little
fragile from being judged myself but still willing to ponder how this vital
lesson has been brushed over.
In debriefing to my partner he said that people who
judge are acting in the same mentality as if they were still in high school and simply haven't moved forward. Though I acknowledge this is true and I heard
his message – that some individuals have, in essence, have not grown up; this statement which came from a genuinely
supportive place only made me more frustrated.
Where does the responsibility lie?
If the parental education system fails, which I acknowledge occurs;
does the thrust of responsibility not get thrown to the educational
system? If the foundations of such
education are in place and individuals still choose to judge others who choose
to live differently and not confirm to every norm in society where does this
chain of responsibility lead? Have I not joined this cycyle of judging now too?
What is the end result?
Judges left judging? Who is the jury?
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