I’m turning into a censor.

A self-censor but a censor.

You see – I get myself all jacked up and pompous and flailing about something that makes my blood boil.  And I RANT and RAVE about it in my journal.  I have it in my head during my meditation.  I focus on all the parts of it while on my yoga mat and when I’m out walking the girls.

I formulate 10 different headlines and lead-ins and points to make in the kick-ass post I’m going to write.

And then I realize that the point I WANTED to make in my vitriolic post was that we’re all individuals and able to make choices in our lives.  That we have the right (hell, the responsibility) to be informed and to make decisions because we are all connected and Divine.  (in this case the rant was going to be about those people that I had labeled ‘holier than thou food gurus’)

Oh.

We’re all Divine.

We’re all connected.

Trying to write a persuasive post to harass people into thinking for themselves (and maybe, just maybe making some of those holier than thous think twice about ranting and raving) is a bit ego-driven.

Writing that piece the way that I had envisioned it — well, it would just be me/my ego speaking from it’s very own holier-than-thou-my-way-is-right-theirs-is-wrong place.

Sigh.

What you have instead is the humor in the realization that we’re all mirrors.

This kicks open a whole hornet’s nest of ‘issues’ for me – does this mean to back down at all times?  How to be compassionate and state your beliefs without being sanctimonious?  Yes.  all that and more.

Still. Today is a day I’m grateful for the introspection and the peace of a journal and a meditative practice.  Even though I’m not on my high horse.  (especially because I’m NOT on my high horse.)

Have you ever had this happen to you?  How do you deal with it?