(look at that little pink tongue)
True self, when violated, will always resist us, sometimes at great cost, holding our lives in check until we honor its truth.~ Parker Palmer ~
from his book, Let Your Life Speak
I'm finding my voice. Bit by bit. My truth. It feels good.
I received an email from a relative about the health care reform legislation. The quoted piece averred that it had been verified by Snopes, implying that it was true. In fact, it was an opinion piece written by a retired constitutional law professor, full of hyperbole and interpretation. Snopes simply stated that the attribution of the article was correct and went on to say that some experts agree with him...some don't.
I couldn't stand silent and let this email go unchallenged, as if it were Truth instead of opinion. What I was most proud of was my impulse control. I didn't assert my first reaction, which was, "What a bunch of bullshit! This guy is making things up."
Instead, I was able to respectfully point out that this was an opinion piece--not fact; and I went on to explain why I support health care reform. I gave some of my own logic and my own reasons for why this reform was / is so important to me. No hyperbole. My truth. My experience.
I didn't blurt--but I did speak up. And I feel better for having done so.