Dishonoring Honor

In life there is constant change. Sometimes change works with us or against us. In life we grow. Just as a child who outgrows his shoes as he gets bigger, we grow emotionally, spiritually and intellectually. In life we have relationships. Some of these relationships are for guiding us through stages of our lives and other to simply make us laugh and put a smile on our face on a bad day, while others are bound by blood. We have ones who are kindred and ones which are short or long term.

As we grow and change, why is that we feel the need to keep those in our lives who don’t nurture our growth and change? Why do we feel the need to stay unhealthily attached, which results in the gradual buildup of resentment and distrust? Why have we allowed society to pressure us into feeling that dishonoring our true self and living a lie the honorable thing to do? Would any God want us to suffer? Would any parent want their child to live a life of unhappiness? Would any vow taken promising to honor and be true be broken when you choose to be honest that you have changed? Or is living a lie honoring a vow?

​I suppose the question is, have we lost the meaning of what honor means? I would rather Screen Shot 2017-06-08 at 3.34.24 PMlive a life being honest and true to myself than live a lie dishonoring someone else, hurting us both. The pain of honesty is something much easier to heal from than the pain of knowing someone selfishly wasted my life in order to thoughtlessly live a lie they felt they needed to commit to.

To steal someone the gift of being loved by someone who is genuinely in love with them; affectionately, compassionately and passionately is nothing short of cruel. This is an unforgivable act, beyond a level of unjust action which no man or woman could begin to justify in their right mind. It is simply inhumane. ​
Life is short and precious. Life is filled with joy and excitement and often it is unkind. However, one thing we are given is choice…even when we think we don’t, we have to choice to take action, we have the choice to make change. What we often lack which is what makes us feel stuck is our inability to create a solution. Think of how often we make pressure of ‘responsibility’ and ‘obligation’ our excuse for living a lie which affects the lives of many and simply because the inability to be creative.

Each and every one of us was given life. We are our own Self. Selfish is not a bad thing, yet once again society has pressured us to believe that selfishness is always bad. Being true and honest with yourself is often mistaken for selfishness. Going against the grain more times than not creates restlessness and unhappiness which is often acted out in destructive ways eventually. Which is more destructive; to be honest with yourself or to live a lie toward others?
At the end of the day when it’s all said and done, would you feel like you have missed out on something special? Did you live a life knowing something was missing? Did you have something in your world you wanted, you could have had, you knew it would give you happiness in a way which made your heart warm just thinking about it…and did you allow yourself to have it? If you didn’t, you missed out one the entire meaning of life.
Honor, a powerful word, and an even more meaningful way to live if we lived out the meaning. To live with honor means we first must learn to honor our Self. Only then can we live a more enriched life, filled with more meaningful and healthier relationships with the people we have in our lives. Imagine a far better world and happier lives for us all if we all learned to live with honor.

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