I pulled into the gas station yesterday to fill up and pulled up behind a large, black SUV with a HUGE bumper sticker on the rear window that read...
"KILL YOUR LOCAL PEDOPHILE".
Hmmm.....
The owner of the vehicle had gone into the store before I arrived on scene and I have to admit I was a little curious who would walk out and claim ownership. Would it be a big, muscular dude that looked like he was on a killing mission?
I sat looking at this statement for a number of minutes and even contemplated moving to another line up. I felt myself becoming agitated and more than a little uncomfortable with these words staring me in the face.
Why would something that has NOTHING to do with me feel like it had EVERYTHING to do with me?
Why do I 'care' what someone has written on their vehicle? Why does it matter? It shouldn't...should it?
I thought about this for a minute. I thought about how I used to be someone who would've gladly stated 'kill your local pedophile'. Many moons ago I had a great opinion about these sorts of things and the justice that should be laid out for such 'scum of the earth' (to put it in terms I would have used). It wouldn't have mattered to me if said pedophile was my own brother or husband; 'off with their balls' was the only response to such behaviour.
I thought about the potential impact that driving around with that statement has on the overall energy of yourself and those who you come into contact with.
I also considered that this statement may have showed up to remind me of personal responsibility. I'm a firm believer that if we want killing around the world to stop we need to first stop believing that killing at all is a necessary means to an end.
It's not that I support pedophilia (I can just see my inbox now!); it's more that I support compassion as opposed to killing. I support looking at a situation through eyes of understanding for ALL those involved; not just the victim. I like to think that one day we humans will recognize that we are entirely capable of much more than we've been given credit for. Instead of wielding the sword at the first sign of misdeed; we might take a step back and look at the bigger picture before we react.
After some time, the owner of the vehicle emerged from the store with her little boy in tow. I watched her get angry and struggle with him because he wouldn't get into his car seat at the speed she was looking for. I watched her cross the back of the vehicle picking up the energy of the words (and possibly the pain) she carries with her.
I couldn't help but send her a blessing. Maybe one day her heavy burden will be lifted and she will be free.
"KILL YOUR LOCAL PEDOPHILE".
Hmmm.....
The owner of the vehicle had gone into the store before I arrived on scene and I have to admit I was a little curious who would walk out and claim ownership. Would it be a big, muscular dude that looked like he was on a killing mission?
I sat looking at this statement for a number of minutes and even contemplated moving to another line up. I felt myself becoming agitated and more than a little uncomfortable with these words staring me in the face.
Why would something that has NOTHING to do with me feel like it had EVERYTHING to do with me?
Why do I 'care' what someone has written on their vehicle? Why does it matter? It shouldn't...should it?
I thought about this for a minute. I thought about how I used to be someone who would've gladly stated 'kill your local pedophile'. Many moons ago I had a great opinion about these sorts of things and the justice that should be laid out for such 'scum of the earth' (to put it in terms I would have used). It wouldn't have mattered to me if said pedophile was my own brother or husband; 'off with their balls' was the only response to such behaviour.
I thought about the potential impact that driving around with that statement has on the overall energy of yourself and those who you come into contact with.
I also considered that this statement may have showed up to remind me of personal responsibility. I'm a firm believer that if we want killing around the world to stop we need to first stop believing that killing at all is a necessary means to an end.
It's not that I support pedophilia (I can just see my inbox now!); it's more that I support compassion as opposed to killing. I support looking at a situation through eyes of understanding for ALL those involved; not just the victim. I like to think that one day we humans will recognize that we are entirely capable of much more than we've been given credit for. Instead of wielding the sword at the first sign of misdeed; we might take a step back and look at the bigger picture before we react.
After some time, the owner of the vehicle emerged from the store with her little boy in tow. I watched her get angry and struggle with him because he wouldn't get into his car seat at the speed she was looking for. I watched her cross the back of the vehicle picking up the energy of the words (and possibly the pain) she carries with her.
I couldn't help but send her a blessing. Maybe one day her heavy burden will be lifted and she will be free.
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