As I walked around just enjoying being here, I suddenly became aware of what was going on in my head. My mind was bopping around like little bunny foo-foo scooping up everything it saw and judging, evaluating and labeling. People got tagged anything from "weirdo" to "oh, they must be very sad..."
As I listen to my internal narration I realize ... Simon Cowell lives in my head. And the deeper truth is, in fact, I'm no better, kinder or more loving to people than he is. We are the same. We are all Simon in little and big ways. We take what we see, we decide what it means. And we are pretty happy living like this.
As I caught myself, I marveled at this automatic impulse to interpret everything. How my mind appears to just wander around and automatically use my eyes as the interpreters of who someone is. Biologically speaking I suppose some impulse has taken over and it's looking for lions everywhere. And although that might be understandable as a reason why this impulse is there - it is ridiculous. NY is a strange place and I do need to pay attention but when there is no imminent danger to me, my mind just slips into the Cowell function: the judge. And in this case, even on the basis of no information whatsoever - to decide who people are.
This behavior is no different when it comes love. It wreaks intimacy, it makes assumptions about what people want and what they should do and totally kills our ability to be loved for who we are. And even if people do love us, we can hardly let it in. We don't know Love. We don't know Real Love, that is, the kind without judgement or conditions, and although we are all trying to get that love from everyone all the time - we have almost no experience of offering it to others.
So just think...everyone else is just like us. They too have a mini-Simon Cowell, or the very least an undisciplined bunny foo-foo pulling the internal levers. So let me get this straight: on the basis of basically zero experience of giving love in a pure form, we want others so somehow know how to 'love us just as we are'?
I can hardly spend a few hours on the streets of NY without judging every moving creature.
No wonder we all need love so badly. And with so little practice at giving love, isn't it understandable why we can't find it anywhere we look?
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