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Anger and Truth

9/30/2015

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Anger is still a tricky issue for women in our world today. We have all had experiences which showed us that it was not safe to express our anger. Many of us have been told we are bitter and vindictive when we are simply telling the truth. We are taught that truth telling has no place in many of the situations we find ourselves. The truth is often unpalatable. It is most unpalatable where people are invested in a lie. But there are some things that are fundamental about Truth.

Truth is the foundation of all human virtues. No other virtue can stand if truth is absent.
Truth will out in the end... though it may take what feels like forever. Truth will ultimately overcome all lies.
Truth is a pre-requisite of justice. Name any unjust circumstance in the world and you will find a lie underpinning it. 
Truth makes many people uncomfortable. It rattles cages and challenges prejudices.
Truth will be ignored if truth tellers do not speak it.

To be a truth teller is to have a challenging occupation.
It is time consuming, terrifying and fraught with danger.
Truth telling is a deeply spiritual calling.
It requires a digging deep in oneself that is not for the faint-hearted.
Being a truth teller has wide-reaching and unforeseen consequences.
Very few cultures acknowledge and respect the role of truth tellers in their midst. This means that many truth tellers feel alone.

But thankfully, we are not alone, those of us who have made a commitment to Truth. We are hard-pressed at times but we are not alone. Whether we fight injustice in a family situation or on a global stage, we are not alone. Our anger energises us, even as we struggle with how best to express it.

We do not always succeed in our efforts. In the eyes of the world, we do not always 'win'. But every time one small voice says 'No, this is not right' we become one with all the other small voices. And the trickle becomes a stream and the stream becomes a river and the river becomes an ocean.

​And we do not despair...... as long as we remember that we are part of the ocean.   
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