Blogging for 2020: Judgment versus Understanding
Jane had had an interesting childhood, if for no other reason than her mother was a rager and habitually took her rage out on her children, Jane in particular. It had become ingrained in Jane’s psyche that she had been a “difficult” child and hence had deserved the beatings she had received. As is often the case, she became an out-of-control teenager and drove directly into a guaranteed tough adulthood.
In prior sessions, Jane had examined and released the ingrained belief that she had been a difficult child. Instead, she realized that, rather than being a difficult child, she had been born into a difficult childhood, that she wasn’t bad, and had never been bad. Her mother’s label was merely the license her mother needed to get away with abusing her. Relief had welled from Jane as she tearfully repeated, “I’m not a bad person! I’ve never been a bad person! I’m a good person!”
In a following session, Jane examined her childhood situation historically, how she had been a slave, her mother the slave master. In the memory, Jane had been the “difficult” slave and the slave master was left to systematically beat her, not to keep just her in line, but also the other slaves (siblings). As a slave, she took the beatings but made sure her spirit was untouched. Based on the memory, the mother (master) was still trying to break the slave’s (daughter’s) spirit. Jane quickly examined her entire life, seeing how she had continued to attract slave masters, in one form or another: her ex-husband, boss, boyfriend. (Jane is inspirational in that with each and every discovery she can so immediately lift herself into such joy and in such an innocent way.)
In Jane’s latest session, she looked at further past lives that fed into the dynamics of her relationship with various members of her family, and again her mother in particular. At the end, she vehemently voiced how evil her mother was. I suggested that she might want to replace the word evil with a different word. She spat out “bad”. I suggested she try using the word “misguided”—her mother had been, not evil or bad, but misguided, caught up in shared history as much as she. Jane tried on the new thought. A heavy weight was instantly lifted, the deep rift between her mother and her dissolving. She hopped from one bit of understanding to the next to the next. There was no stopping her. Yes, it’s understanding that sets us free, never judgment. If Jane had hung onto the belief that her mother was evil, she would have doomed both her mother and herself to keep re-embodying into the same conflicted relationship.
Once again, Jane ended the conversation ready to put her tools of understanding to use. Her awakening process is occurring exceedingly fast. She is fully aware that she is here to serve a greater purpose during these changing times. As she articulates at the completion of each session, “I know I’m here to be a pillar of light. I know I’m here to help people.” It’s not that she’s ready to light up the world…she is lighting up the world and doing so through bringing light to herself.

How beautiful! It's understanding that sets us free, never judgment. Wow! I really KNOW that one. It was so exciting for me to see the words written out. Here is the dream I had after that. It was a beautiful day. I decided to go outside, but I wanted to be naked. I rejoiced as I felt the wind and sun brush on the skin of my entire body. I went into a woods. In the woods there was a small clearing where a stream ran through. As I maneuvered along the edge of the water, stepping carefully with the winding edge of the water, I suddenly noticed that it was not large stones I was passing, but large turtles. These turtles had been languishing in the dappled sunlight and as I passed, they began to slip into the water. I noticed how easily and freely they moved, once they were in the water, how graceful they had become. It was glorious. I felt free. Thank you for the sharing that awoke this memory within me.
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How beautiful! It's understanding that sets us free, never judgment. Wow! I really KNOW that one. It was so exciting for me to see the words written out. Here is the dream I had after that. It was a beautiful day. I decided to go outside, but I wanted to be naked. I rejoiced as I felt the wind and sun brush on the skin of my entire body. I went into a woods. In the woods there was a small clearing where a stream ran through. As I maneuvered along the edge of the water, stepping carefully with the winding edge of the water, I suddenly noticed that it was not large stones I was passing, but large turtles. These turtles had been languishing in the dappled sunlight and as I passed, they began to slip into the water. I noticed how easily and freely they moved, once they were in the water, how graceful they had become. It was glorious. I felt free. Thank you for the sharing that awoke this memory within me.
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Interestingly...I too, like Robbin...want to be naked. Rip my clothes off and be naked for the world to "see me." I don't know where this urge comes from other than the next thought is that I don't want to hide anymore.
Your blog here with no judgement only understanding settles into my very being. Not just for others but for myself. The one I judge the greatest has always been myself....keeping myself chained.
To Robbin, as you may already know, the turtle to the Native American, is sacred. The great turtle has thirteen sections on its shell. Thirteen being a sacred number to the ancients. What comes to me is that thirteen is the number of Christ consciousness. Twelve is a power number in the bible...twelve disciples and the multiple of twelve shows up with the tribes that inhabited the earth. Thirteen being reserved for the sacred...the christ consciousness. What comes next is something written in the stars...but "what" I am remembering I cannot pull it back write now.
Thus, I see your dream as a sacred dream straight from god's world, and I'm touched deeply by it. God is speaking to you about your strength, beauty, and innocence.
To Ia, thank you for your words...all of your words. Your words are definitely signposts/pointers that lead me to the truth. Shedding all the layers to the jewel inside. I'm not the lifetimes of suffering or martyring. Those things don't get me to god. All I had to remember is that I am already with god. That I have always been an angel playing any role in any lifetime to bring me to this point. A point that "seems" to be the lowest in my life. Shedding all the layers, leaving behind my desires, even the desire to know god. HOWEVER, and this is a big however, I KNOW, I am with god and have always been with god. It's only been in my mind that I was SEPARATE.
So, I ask, is that what is meant from the phrase from one of my favorite Christmas hymns, Silent Night, when they mention something about a "lowly" manger? I never did anything wrong...it was only a thought I bought into. Lowly doesn't mean bereft. It merely means to see. And that is abundant!
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Thank you to Jane, for doing the work that she did so the rest of us can learn from it and use her awarenesses to move from judgement to understanding, thereby setting ourselves free of our past - the limiting stories!
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When I read this blog I saw that I have not gotten past the judgement part yet. There are some walls up yet with my family and lots of judgement. I do not know how to break the walls down. I see it is the wounded child, that rebellion within me, that still will not let them into my heart. I know I need to heal that. Looks like a session is in order. Time to get to the core of the woundedness so I can live more fully in the present. No more fighting, judging, and protecting. I have to change myself so as not repeat this again.
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