Wednesday 24 April 2019

White Lies

White supremacists should drop any further pretence of superiority and see if they could look in the mirror and honestly claim to like themselves (let alone love). Can they form any a thought, of human decency, about themselves & their right place, in the human family?

How could anyone in their "right mind" (more accurately their heart) believe and propagate that which; on the one hand is such a nonsensical paradigm, on the other hand, continue to use this paradigm, that advantages them so completely, while creating so much suffering for so many?

Towards the end of last year I became re-involved with a local organization that is entirely focused on the wellness of Indigenous First Nations people. I was involved (as a volunteer) some years ago now. At that time the organization was run by a Catholic nun. She has a heart of gold. However for all the good the organization brought about - it was still met with a fair bit of resistance from the indigenous community and rightly so. The flaw in the premise was, how do you connect and administer healing (emotional, spiritual etc.) to those that have suffered at the hands of colonialist systems, with more patriarchal mindsets? (that again I will point out, was over seen by a nun).

I felt called to find out what became of this organization, I had lost connection while I was traveling etc. As it turned out they were still operating in the community, in a new location, with a new mandate. They had "indigenized" (their word not mine) the founding executive director had retired (though I believe she is still involved on the board) for the most part the board is comprised of first nations members and the focus of the activities, gatherings, resources etc. is to support and empower first nations people.

My involvement currently (as a volunteer) is to participate in the Tues. evening dinner that is enjoying a growing attendance. Fortunately for all concerned their are those there that tend to the direct food preparation... my contribution is generally maybe some chopping, setting up the dining area & clean-up. God knows with the challenges some of the participants face, they don't need food poisoning from my lack of culinary prowess as well.

Mine is (in my estimation) a distinctly privileged position (in this I refer to the honour of being welcomed to attend - the opportunity to be of service & maybe in some small way be part of "a solution.") I wanted to make that distinction, so that it was clear I wasn't speaking of "my privilege as a "white male" - I'll get to that.


In that vein, I am the only white person in the room. Most of my life I've never felt superior to anyone. It's taken a lot of work to believe I can walk beside anyone (not greater than, not less than). So in that regard I certainly don't consider myself to ever have been a "supremacist." Still, obviously I have had a lifetime of advantage by virtue of my skin colour and gender selection. This was automatically handed to me - without my having to do anything. I didn't "earn" it, there's no rational reason for it - if I got up out of bed and stepped outside - it was mine.  My position now is I don't rail against "advantage" - I want it equally distributed to everyone!

We have a talking circle after dinner. Again to be allowed to witness and hold space for the stories to me is stunning, humbling and healing. "We" (the "royal" we) meaning white "civilization have fucked over First nations people - well, all non-white cultures! In this there is no "supremacy!!" Absent is any human decency. It is wrong on any & all levels.

One might consider that I am putting myself in a place of considerable vulnerability. As the only "white" person in the room.  Don't I run the risk of being targeted and the projection of everyone's pain? This has not been my experience - not here, nor in any of the other considerable number of circles, I've been honoured to be invited to. I see modelled grace, honour, dignity, generosity, integrity, compassion, gratitude. I am no more vulnerable here than I am anywhere else - which is contingent on how open I'm willing to be with anyone. Perhaps any notion I might have of the need, to fear retribution - is an example of the product of the Patriarchal system I've been steeped in. It doesn't have to continue to be my operating system - but I still need to be aware & acknowledge how it has warped my beliefs and thinking first.

Sure there's one fellow that I met when I first became involved years ago... he jokes and calls me "our token white guy" - I laugh along with him. It reminds me to be aware of what it is to "feel like a minority" - it gives me direct cause to expand my compassion. This same fellow has invited me to accompany him to Sweat lodge - that speaks to me far more loudly than his "ribbing!"

To me the problem with the lasting colonialist imprint, is that it was based on the idea that there was an "Indian problem." There never was & there never will be, an Indian problem. The problem is that white people, believe the first nations people are the problem, rather than clean up their own white privileged back yards.

I resumed involvement in this organization because I wanted to give something back. I get so much from being there, I am both immensely grateful & I often feel I'm not giving enough. Still I believe that nationally, reparations with First Nations communities, is a huge issue; that continues to suffer a great deal of neglect; until I get a better idea - my answer is connecting hearts and gaining understanding ... one person at a time, at the street level.

We sure can't rely on the country's politicians. As usual any real change, needs to happen at the grass-roots.

Racism remains in our midst in the form of wounds that continue to fester from the past, as well as continued traumatization, from current unbalanced policies, and the blatant ignorance & fear based behaviour of would be supremacists.

I'd say it's time for the "Whites" to drop the attitude of "Right" & take a step toward doing the right thing, each and every day.


R. O'Neill (April 24, 2019)

Saturday 20 April 2019

Thorns in My Side



Side-stepping
The 
Theology

While
Acknowledging
It's 
Everything 
To some

Even though
Fewer
Still
Live 
The teachings
Of
Their fallen
Hero

While 
Others
Desecrate
His name
And intention
While
Renouncing
Their 
Responsibility

What 
Then
Does 
Jesus
Offer
for the
Non-religious


This time 
Of 
Year
Which 
For some
Is the crux
Of 
Their beliefs
And the epitome
of 
All that is
Holy

While
others gorge
On chocolate 

Emphasizes 
A story
Replete with

Betrayal
Denial
Authenticity
Integrity
Truth
Hopelessness
Despair
Suffering
Humiliation
Agony
Violence
Cruelty
Lies
Manipulation
Desperation 
Resignation
Surrender
Forgiveness
Death
Resurrection
Hope
Love

What life
Does not
Traverse
The full spectrum
Regardless
of
Any particular
Belief system
or
None?

Cyclically 
I have 
Known 
Them all

Let us
Drop
All 
Rationalization
Justification
And
Perceived
Righteousness
or 
Entitlement

And consider
When
and
Where
Have these
Been enacted
Including
The most heinous
Upon
Those 
Closest
To us
As well
As those
Perceived 
As the enemy?

Or 
Even those
That present
Differently
Therefore
They must 
Be suspect!

How often
Have 
These acts
Of 
Violence
Betrayal
Cruelty
Et al

Been
Visited
Upon 
The Self?

How does it
Feel
To have
Been
Betrayed
By 
The one
Closest 
To 
Your heart?

Before 
You answer
Look 
In the mirror
And
Consider
If 
Any 
Might 
Be 
Closer

How does it
Feel
To 
Be invited
To stand 
For your 
Brother (or sister)
And instead
You 
Abandon them
To "their fate"
While
Saving your
Own skin?

Did 
The end
Justify
The means?

How 
Do you feel
About 
Your choice
Whilst
It 
Revisits
Again & again?

Have 
Continued
Acts of
Violence
and
Cruelty
Ever
Brought 
To an end
Your suffering?

What 
will you
Allow 
To die
So
That 
You can be
Reborn
Another step
Toward 
The 
Best possible
Version 
Of you?

Is 
There anyone
For whom
Their 
Life circumstances
Should give
Them 
Carte blanche
To 
Hold resentment
And 
Enact vengeance?
If 
They 
Were first
To consider
All 
That comprised
The last 
Days on earth
For Jesus

For which 
He 
Still asked
For forgiveness
For 
All his tormentors


Did
Jesus 
Live out 
His life
Leading up 
To his
Crucifixion
And beyond

Because 
He 
Was the only 
One 
That could?

I say
Absolutely
Not!

What would
Be the
Point
To demonstrate
A way
Of life
That was unattainable?

Did he
Lay out
An impossibly
High standard?

Again 
I would say 
No...

It will 
Cost 
Absolutely
Everything

Then again
Absolutely
Everything
Is at stake!

This 
Kind of Integrity
Led 
To 
A "status quo"
Orchestrated
Execution

Many lies
Must die
In order
To ensure
A life
Worth living

To 
Live a life
Of lies
Begs
The respite
Of death
And
Digs the hole
With
Each dishonest
Step





R. O'Neill (April 19, 2019)




Saturday 13 April 2019

To Keep it Real ... It Must First be Real.

As there has never been a "norm" with respect to the form my writing takes, it might be redundant to query whether today's opening ritual will become the new "standard."

Maybe it's the "training wheels" that will go on to become part of my preparation without being included in the text.

For today - Upon arriving at the top of a seemingly endless spiral staircase I arrive at a formidable door. This in itself implies to me that entry cannot be taken for granted. As if this weren't enough there is a burly sentry posted at the door.

Clearly there will be no entry without his approval.

"Will I be allow to pass?"

"What is your business here?" "State your intention!"

"I believe I've got something to say.." 
"I want to write ...." 
"I think I'm pretty good at it"

"Oh you do, do you!!"
"Well the thing is you "think" a great deal..."
"You can write that stuff" from right here..."
"You don't need to go down there.."
"If all you are going to do, is write about what you think, then off with you"
"Beyond this door is no place for your charades and shenanigans.."
"I will not let you pass, unless you can promise to drop the performance and tell the truth!"

"Alright I promise...."
"Enough already..."
"The truth...." 

"Drop the story, quit beating around the bush...."
"Forget the image management....."
"You are familiar with the truth right???"

"Yes, yes.... of course I am..."

"I wasn't so sure, given the dance around the truth that is so often your habit....."

"I promise to be honest..."

"Alright then... you will be allowed to pass - this time..."
"Keep in mind, your access can be denied again at anytime..."

"You don't just represent you and your ideas about life"

"There are many voices waiting to be heard..."

"But only if you can show up and reflect them with integrity and authenticity....."

"If you continue to hide in that head of yours, lying to yourself and those you are being entrusted to represent ... their voices will fall silent again..." "They won't tolerate betrayal nor being abandoned"
Their trust is not lightly given, nor easily regained......"



How many miles then, have been traversed, while clad in a victim's attire. How many times has the unconsciously familiar anguished lament been resurrected, only to nail myself to the tree once again? It always ends that way.... by it's very nature, it must end that way!! (in a somebody's been doing me wrong song...)

"I'm not welcome here!" How can I even begin to say that, given: in over a lifetime, how much of me actually showed up?  How much of my uncensored, unadulterated, genuine self was ever allowed to attend. If I never fully (or even partially) entered a room (ever) how could "I" possibly be, "unwelcome."

I abandon my truth, my feelings stuffed so deep, I can't even find them; massaging the dialogue, hyper-vigilant to the recipients responses.. ("what do they want to hear," "what upsets them", what is likely to get me rejected entirely) 

"Look at me.... pay attention to me..... see me.." "No, no - don't look that close!" 
"If you really saw me, you would be repulsed..."

"I have hurt myself, so much with my lies...." "half-truths," disingenuous behaviour -at times complete and utter self-abandonment or sabotage.

There was never any shortage of "evidence" to support my victim story - if there were ever a shortage I could readily generate more.

Why the facade, the glad-handing and "people-pleasing?"

Convinced from the depths of my being of the innate flaws of my being - I believed that the truth of who I am could never see the light of day or I would invariably be rejected. I desperately wanted love and approval. I looked outside of myself for love (in as many different illusory forms as imaginable) - all the while never believing I'd find it - even when someone expressed love I would deny it or push it away.

A vast array of ways of being, parts of my own humanity, I utterly rejected within myself - holding it all with disdain and self-contempt.

Frankly at times, I've been a "terrorist" in my own life.

Enough ....it has been more than enough & has gone on long enough!!

I invite and welcome all of me to join me at the table. What has it been to have lived a lifetime the sum total of a young life that was marred by beliefs that he wasn't wanted in his first family that was told outright in his "adopted family" that he was the cause of all the upset and angry feelings - that "life would have been so much better without kids!!"

So much pain as to warp the personality, send my heart and soul into exile; a learned victimhood and mastery of the art of manipulation and control to ensure my survival. This young boy needs my deepest compassion and love, understanding and empathy. The rest of my life, must be dedicated to ensuring he never feels that terror of being alone in the world again. That he is never again subject to being shamed, ridiculed and humiliated. That he is loved unmeasurably and unconditionally. That he is valued and that both he and what he has to say, matters.

How can I ever feel welcome, that I belong - as long as I continue to deny myself?

There will be no "being comfortable in my own skin until all of me is welcome to reside there.

The time is now & it begins with me.


R. O'Neill (April 13, 2019)

Thursday 4 April 2019

Armistice Day



How 
Much longer
Can you 
Bare

To 
Embody
An oath
Sworn

To 
The unconscious
Legions

That
Feast upon
Your
Life energy

Speaking
In tongues
Intent

To
Convince
You

To 
Abdicate
&
Exile
Your soul

Country
&
Flag
Demanding
"Patriotism"

Dancing
Consumer goods
Gyrating
Their way
Into 
Your 
Next addiction

Recall
If you 
Will

When 
You sworn
Allegiance
To 
The dictates
Of
Your 
Unspoken 
Pain

At
What 
Time & place
Did you

Strike
A covenant
With 
Your suffering

That 
Would ensure
Regular
Visitation 
Of
"Punishment"

You would
Storm
That hill
Again 
&  again

Laying 
Countless
Lives to waste
Rather 
Than face
The "enemy" 
Within

You 
Will 
Break hearts
Over & over

Rather
Than acknowledge
Embrace
&
Sooth

To 
Pick up
The shards
Of shattered
Existence
Hidden
Within 
Your own
Heart

Disarm
The missiles 
Disassemble
The armouries

Your 
Heart
Has waited
A lifetime

To give 
You 
A heroes
Welcome


R. O'Neill (April 04, 2019)