One of the most insidious energy drains is the blame game. If there’s one thing that sucks the life out of you and keeps you in a victim, no power zone, it’s pointing the finger anywhere but you.
Even when you can ‘justify’ the blame, it’s still not a powerful card to play. The blame game outsources your power. That’s right! You’ve just siphoned off your energy and given it over to someone else to wield. Essentially, that is what you do when you give up responsibility for owning and claiming your own experience.
So what do you do when it ‘looks like it’s someone else’s fault?” You pull your power back into yourself and explore apparent reality curiously and lightly. You notice how many versions of what’s true you can ‘see,’ how many perspectives surface. At some point you realize that every single one is a story and that you can ‘justify’ and reason your way to rightness with any one of them. You come to know that none of them is true.
‘What’s true’ is like a lover’s kiss while you slumber. You feel the barest sensation lingering on your lips. Though he’s already gone, you are touched by the experience.
The residue of what’s true changes you . . .
Image: Fight Club, Polina Sergeeva
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John Overton
752 days ago
It’s true – the lightest of lover’s kisses on the half-slumbering lips take away all sense of blame – and instead initiate the flow of connection and bliss! In that space there is only fulfillment and ease and joy!
YEAH!
John O
http://christaltemple.com
nancyBe
752 days ago
Choosing to no longer play the Blame Game was one of the best gifts I have ever given myself. . Not only did this choice open space for my personal healing and growth and insight, it also opened a space for healing and opportunity for change in those whom I had blamed.. Taking responsibility for my feelings and reactions was so very empowering.
Anna
752 days ago
wow Adela! That was seriously powerful, and sooooo incredibly effective. I finally saw the belief that I was living by that was getting me into trouble for so many years. The dinghy(the correct spelling,lol) image plays here again,lol. The idea that we’re not good enough on our own is so much a part of society, that we don’t even realize we’re in a cycle of disempowerment. I grew up with the example of giving away your power as the normal way of being. Get a job that someone else created; be nice so you don’t lose the job they gave you; get married and give your power to your husband; help others build their dreams because you’re not good enough to come up with any ideas that will make the world a better place; teachers have power;police have power; politicians have power; you can’t handle power; your race has no power; your gender is not strong enough to have power; you are inadequate,etc.
Bringing the dinghy into play here, we are taught only to survive. The dingy has no room for movement. It’s at the mercy of every wave, and it has no ability to be of any other service than to just keep a person afloat. If we want to get somewhere specific, we should hook our dinghies onto someone’s ocean liner. The idea of building your own ship the way you want it to be, is not only not taught, it’s discouraged.
I am the only expert on me, since I am the only one that is with me 24 hours a day. I haven’t been succeeding because I didn’t know that there were paddles. I see all the other dinghies floating around bumping into each other. I used to think that that was just the normal way life was suppose to be, but thankfully, you have helped me to dissolve that untruth. I am ready to build my own ship, and sail along side others. As a matter of fact, my ship is going to be an aircraft carrier/submarine combo, so I can go anywhere and do anything that brings joy into the world. I can see all the dinghies turning into ships of many different kinds. There is no danger in this because no ship is like the other, and the materials required by each is different. “Wow Adela! That’s a nice shiny bell you got there on your ship. I think I’ll build one just like it on mine….maybe mine will be a slightly different tone.”
Today, you have helped me to unhook my dinghy and feel confident that I’ll be okay. As a matter of fact, I’ll be better than okay. I’m growing into myself and setting my own course. I love sailing along with you Adela! I hope the move to your new port brings all you need for your continued fantastic adventure.
Rodger
748 days ago
to Anna:
I loved the dinghy analogy. More power to you. Don’t give it away. I won’t depend on some big boat (corporation) to take me along. I might not like where they take me.
I need my own power boat.
Rodger