Thursday, February 09, 2006
I am repenting of Judging. "Hi, my name is Suzanna and I am an Opiniaholic. I have been sober for 5 minutes."
I am trying Henri Nouwen's imagined life free from the need to judge anyone. Because it is a toxic drug (this preoccupation with being right), it keeps me from pain, joy, and being present with what is happening right now. Judgement snatches real life right out from under me.
I am not a doctor that needs to examine a patient. I am not a tax accountant that needs to keep track of numbers. I am not keeping the books of court or asked to manage a dangerous and complicated society.
So I am abdicating this self-built throne of observation and pronouncement. And when I try to crawl back onto it this afternoon, please people, remind me that I carry the "light burden of being Judged".
Forgive me for not enjoying your painting.