The Call of Transparency

We seem to love the dark more than we are of light or it seems that way more than we admit. It's like the dark promises more with it's lies and false friendship. We have trusted the twisted logic of hiding behind the screens made of our duplicity.

How we chat and edit ourselves with pensive bother like a writer who is convinced that every word will create some idea that cannot swim but yet dives into the pool nonetheless.

We know deep down from our core that transparency is the natural medicine that heals the dark sickness that most of us inflict upon ourselves. We know and yet choose to please the lies we bought, buy and choosing to continue to buy. Why?

The tragedy of holding to false standards has become a norm more than the opening up that gifts us the peace we crave. Our storytelling is impregnated with the slices of a cake baked with contempt. We try to steer the river only to discover that water has a way of becoming a porous wall of truth.

I have come to admit to myself that my transparency is my truth out loud even if it brings ridicule. I have decided to honour myself when I present and express myself. Whatever it may be, the practice of guidance opens a space to say what we mean and mean what we say.

We all have the same chances to shine our true light. And the magic in the moment is that when we honour our truth nothing is missing that we must augment. What we know is unapologetically freeing and is at ease with ItSelf.

The idea that hiding is the king on the throne is but the broken systems we have built to convince ourselves that the light must be feared. The question is that how has it served us thus far? Has it not caused us to be the victims of our handmade suffering?

Secrets have become the currency most of us transact with. The thing is that secrets become like acid that can't help but burn through the toughest part and spill out like a fountain and damage more than it was hidden for.

All stratas of industry is replete with some degree of hiding the truth because fear is the commodity that is sold and owned. Relationships are not exempt. The lack of transparency in all our relationships is harming us on levels that we cannot even fathom.

Most importantly, it's in the relationship with ourself that the pain really strikes. Any wonder that we attack each other like we attack ourself! When we build walls to keep our perceived tenderness and truth hidden they become our self-styled jailhouse.

Imagine if the sun was uber guarded and in denial of what it is! Everything on earth would die in a frozen grave. The soul is the truth originator embedded in us all. It never lies because it cannot.

When we recognise and allow our soul to speak we only hear freedom from drama. We learn that living our truth is courage in the light. Conversely, when we lie we are keeping what is killing us. Being real is what we are at the beginning.

I often imagine what our world would be if governments were transparent. If every relationship allowed transparency as its foundation. If corporations did business with transparency If every part of life was bathed in transparency.

Imagine what the world would look like! Hiding doesn't pay us at all. The dark only exists to encourage us to see the light in the light. There is contrast for a reason. We have a choice in our creating of what we call real. What we call it is not as important as how we experience ourselves within the light of our highest truth.

What we agree to be our truth is who we are becoming daily. Does transparency factor in how we relate? I do not mean the eradication of  having no privacy instead I mean choosing to be open and true about ourselves to each other.

Can we at least try and see what happens? Can we?

© zari alexxanderr-caine 2018
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