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As you know from previous installments of "insane voice" theater, I believe most of us have an insane voice just waiting, begging, pleading to come out. For some it's worse than others. And for the worst of the lot, they are institutionalized or become writers. 😹 We know this to be true because often times when people are plied with enough alcohol we see evidence of this. But, I digress. I get my inspiration from various sources and my insane voice has various levels to it. Anyway, here goes this the latest installment of "insane voice theater".
If an institution of higher learning has an 'office of inclusion' or something similar, shouldn't it also have an 'office of exclusion' or something similar, just so each side gets equal time and equal speech? This leads to the next point.
If you work in customer service or deal with people and you privately say, "I hate people", does that mean your loved ones aren't people?
I watched "Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan" and at the end, Spock does a mind melt with Bones. He injects his living spirit into McCoy. This is revealed by Spock's father in the Star Trek III: The Search for Spock. Anyway, McCoy was acting a little off after this transfer occurred. Have you ever noticed that when a pet's owner dies, the pet's behavior is off as well. Makes you wonder. So, I got to thinking when my spirit is on it's way to the great beyond, I will my spirit may for a bit cohabitate Simon (or Simon II, III, IV, V, etc) or whatever iteration of cat happens to be present for it. To others, it will appear like my cat's behavior is off. But, for me it will a great way to solve a mystery. Namely, what's it like to be a cat. So, to anyone I leave behind, be nice the cat friend I leave behind, I may temporarily cohabitate with my cat friend. Bet you didn't see that coming. HA Anyway, leads to next point.
If someone with a sickle, a black outfit with a hood and just a general creepy demeanor shows up and it is not Halloween and there is no costume party that you know of around, do you yell out the door, "We don't want any, go next door, the neighbors might!"?
If you were a snowman or woman which family, friends or coworkers would you want to have as your fellow snow-people as long as the weather holds up?
Sometimes people are said to act catty. I wonder if in the cat community, cats belittle each other saying another cat is acting "humany". Just saying...
If you have a pity party, what does it become when you invite a guest?
I will leave it at Lucky Seven today. I hope you enjoyed your time in "insane voice theater". This is also my 100th post for this blog and is also my birthday so please celebrate it with me.
I don't remember precisely how it came to me today. However, I believe I was Spirit-led to a very concrete understanding and analogy of why we often find it easier to openly level criticism at ourselves than to accept the roughly same criticism from another. This analogy involves a little incident I had years ago. One day, years ago I got into an accident in stop and go traffic accident traffic. I didn't realize how bad my brakes were until I tried to stop and wasn't able to. But, I digress, we got a police report and they left. My hood wouldn't shut and I had my niece in the car, so I had to find a way to get her home. I found a cable and tied it down so I could get her home. So, not a great 'fix' and not maybe the most stable, but still... Anyway, I thought, I will stop at a store and get something less bulky and stronger to hold the hood down. So, I tried that and tied the hood down again so it wouldn't slam the windshield. As it turns out, that was a bad idea. It held worse than the cable and slammed into the windshield shattering it. But, I found out something I never really thought about--there is a protective film within it helping to keep it from imploding inwards into the car. So, how does this relate to my understanding of how we deal with internal/external criticism?
When we criticize ourselves, I think we generally keep a protective layer between the criticism and ourselves to lessen the impact or 'damage' of it. The protective layer is how we shield ourselves against the impact of our own criticism Anyway, similarly the windshield of our car has a thin protective film in the middle to help prevent the impact of a shattered windshield from sending shards of glass into the car risking our safety.
When another criticizes us, it can feel like the protective layer isn't there and therefore we feel the full impact of it. It is similar to being behind glass without a protective layer. The impact upon which like glass hurtling at us can cause us pain and injury.
When we criticize ourselves, sometimes we are serious and sometimes we know we just have to own up to a flaw/issue, but really don't want to face the impact of it. Point is we understand and control the impact of our self-criticism and can adjust accordingly. Criticism from another, even sometimes from a loved one, can feel like something large hitting our windshield. It can really catch us off-guard and give little time to prepare for the effects of it.
Ultimately, in this life, we know are flawed. We have to brave enough to own our flaws and make changes where necessary to 'fix' them. We also have to not allow ownership of our flaws or hearing legitimate, properly sourced and timed criticism destroy us. Alternatively, we also have to have the wisdom to reject criticism where it is illegitimate. In other words, not to let any sense of personal failings allow of to take ownership of what ISN'T ours. For example righteous anger is not a flaw. I don't claim to be the source or guide to these points or questions. In my life, my Higher Power, God is the ultimate authority on what my failings and positives are. It is through Him and His word that I have the wisdom to appreciate and understand these matters. Anyway, just a little nugget that occurred to me one day when I was driving, pondering and remembered an accident/incident I had. Cheers.
So, I have a special connection with my daughter Olivia and have had one for long time. It it based on offbeat and sometimes sarcastic humor. One of the ways I relate to her is by stories that I tell. She has literally 100s of stuffed animals. Many of them has a story behind them or a story within in them. Just imagine each stuffed animal having a set of adventures told about them in a kid's book type format and that's kind of how I've related to her over time. She's going to be 10 next year, but I think she still likes hearing me weave tales. But, I digress.
So, I was talking about the misadventures of two of her stuffed animals today--both birds and we were talking about local sports teams and I had an epiphany. What is the haha 'real' story behind how the St. Louis Cardinals got their name. Let's transition to that. Here is how it went.
Me: Olivia, you know how the Cardinals got their team name and mascot. Olivia: I dunno Me: A long ago, in the late 1800s, when the original owner created/took ownership of the St. Louis baseball them they were deciding on a name for the team, they decided they'd name the team after a bird. So, they set up an audition for birds to impress them.
Bluejay - The Bluejay pranced around and tweeted and ownership thought he was pretty and thought about him, but decided against him. So, he flew off.
Bluebird - Similar experience to the Bluejay.
Chicken - They decided that the chicken was annoying with its cluck. Besides, ownership was too worried the team would be labelled as cowards if they were named "The St. Louis Chickens".
Goose - Honked very loud and got on ownerships nerves and decided against him (as they didn't want the mascot to sound like a horn).
Swan - They thought the swan was very pretty and graceful and they thought she would be better as part of a woman's team. So, they saved this idea for a women's team they'd come up with.
Pigeon - This guys audition was cut short and he was escorted out unceremoniously when he pooped on the head of the original owner.
Oriole - They liked this bird but thought one day that bird will turn on St. Louis. The St. Louis Browns became the Baltimore Orioles.
Finch - They thought he was very small, very cute, and had a sweet little voice. They save him to audition for the mascot of a children's team they might sponsor.
Duck - They thought his loud quack was annoying and decide against him. However, the duck had his kid--a duckling--along and he made a cute small quack and they thought that potentially he could be mascot of the youth team St. Louis started.
Owl - They asked Mr. Owl to come up and he said, "who" and they said, "You Mr. Owl" and he said, "Who" again. After repeating this about three or four times, they figured the owl was mocking them and tossed him out unceremoniously. I told her it turned out okay because he was someone elses' mascot. I didn't say "Hooters", but that's what I was thinking.
Chickenhawk - The chickenhawk was about ready to step in to be judged but saw the chicken and went nuts trying to chase after it. Needless to say, he got thrown out".
Flamingo - They thought she was pretty, but the team didn't like its pink color (as they were very traditional men) and they decided to let the flamingo try out for a further woman's baseball team.
Penguin - Waddled around and made noise. They didn't think he was dignified enough.
Turkey - Ownership couldn't take seriously a mascot whom we ate every Thanksgiving.
Peacock - They thought that he was too flashy and distracting for the team.
Vulture - He mistakenly thought if he just snatched up and ate the other birds, they'd have to pick him. Ownership would have started with a new animal, but he didn't know that. Anyway, unfortunately for him, the original owner was an avid hunter and when the Vulture tried to kill his competition, the owner shot him (and later had him stuffed). Big mistake for the vulture.
Dove - The loved her voice and though she was very pretty and graceful. They decided that she should try out for a future woman's baseball team.
Bald Eagle - They told him that since his people were already the national animal, it'd be silly to have him also be the St. Louis team mascot.
Hawk - Once again this bird decided to go after another. He liked the taste of Finch. So, when he made moves toward him, they reminded him what happened to the vulture. Needless to say, the audition for the hawk ended abruptly.
Parrot - They got annoyed with him when he kept repeating everything the mascot search committee said. Needless to say, they threw him out.
Woodpecker - They had to escort him away when he attacked the team's wood bats.
Me: Are we leaving out any birds.
Olivia: Emu
Me: Yeah, with their grunting and hissing they didn't think he'd be family friendly. Any others we are missing.
Olivia: Ostrich
Me: Yeah, they got annoyed with him when he hid his head in the ground when he was called and wouldn't come out. They yanked him out of the ground and threw him out.
Me: The search team was ready to just move to a different type of animal when out of nowhere flew in a Cardinal who didn't know about the audition, but was fascinated by the collection of birds. He landed on the bat and started chirping. The owner loved how natural he was acting, he loved how pretty he was, and thought the bird on the bat would make a perfect logo pictures and thus the team name and mascot were born for "The St. Louis Cardinals". Needless to say, the other birds that knew about the audition and countless hours practicing were mad as the Cardinal for just showing up with little practice She agreed and said that most of them got behind the team.
Anyway, Olivia went along with this agreed with the reasons why they pass on or threw out the other birds and liked why the Cardinal was selected.
Anyway, this is just one but a number of stories I tell/make up to my daughter. I figure, either this will result in me writing a kid's book one day or her thinking I'm absolutely nuts. Oh well, the things we do for love. The tales we tell to amuse.
Sorry folks, but it is time for a melancholy post. Don't mean to be a killjoy, but I say what my head and sometimes my heart tell me to write and I feel this one in my bones, needing to get out. It is my hope that my posts are read and shared. I hope one day to have a wide distribution that people can either can relate, hear something that 'explains' what they've felt, or just give a different perspective to what they've thought on matters. Anyway, I am working on a more 'positive' one to balance out, but I digress. Anyway, here I dive in. The holidays can be hard to face for those who have lost someone close and/or do not have a close knit family. When you see the warmth and joy elsewhere around you, it is easy to reflect on what is missing. I have circled this issue many times and in many forms, but I have never landed on it. Like releasing an ordinance from a jet and hitting around a target, but never quite hitting the target. Some of the forms I've touched upon are as follow:
Suicide
Feeling blue
Disconnected
Sadness
Walking wounded
Melancholy
So, here I speak on it finally: Depression. As a Christian, we are taught not to worry and to have faith in God above. We are taught to look at the big picture, that is the long view. Struggle and suffering are a part of this life, but that ultimately in our Savior we will have victory when the struggles of this life have passed. There are countless scriptures for encouragement and strengthening. I won't enumerate them, but will point to Encouraging Scriptures.
I believe all these things and more. However, I know that faith itself will not prevent us from struggles, faith itself will not prevent us from getting down at times. Faith itself will not keep us from the trials and tribulations that are the byproduct of our fallen nature and an imperfection. Faith itself will not always keep us from moments of feeling sad and hopeless. The Bible itself has numerous examples of people feeling hopeless at times: Jonah, King David, Elijah, etc. While the takeaway from the Bible is there is hope for those who call themselves Children of God, from what I see, the Bible recognizes feelings of discouragement, hopelessness and depression. So, how can I square my faith with my feelings of discouragement at times? How can I square my faith with my moments of depression and hopelessness? How do I tell others to have faith, when I have my moments of hopelessness? Eternal questions. The short answer is that in following our faith, we are not promised a life of comfort, a life of ease, a life of carefree. What we are promised is an absolution of our sin and ultimate victory over death. I gave this as part of the eulogy for my brother Bill what we are promised...
1 Corinthians 15:42-44, 54-56 42 So will it be with the resurrection of the dead. The body that is sown is perishable, it is raised imperishable; 43 it is sown in dishonor, it is raised in glory; it is sown in weakness, it is raised in power; 44 it is sown a natural body, it is raised a spiritual body. ------ 54 When the perishable has been clothed with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality, then the saying that is written will come true: "Death has been swallowed up in victory." 55 "Where, O death, is your victory? Where, O death, is your sting?" 56 The sting of death is sin, and the power of sin is the law. 57 But thanks be to God! He gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ.
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As I wrote this for my brother Bill who took his life in July 2011. The backstory I wrote in Don't you forget about me: The blog I needed to write one day about my late brother. He was a baptized believer, but he struggled mightily with hopelessness. I hope and pray God understood his pain and took that into account. Anyway, with him it was like as if you told him the weather was mostly sunny and he'd probably come back and effectively say, "I guess that means it is cloudy outside". When you are in that place, it is hard to see the glass as half full, but instead it is easier to see the glass as half empty with the risk of the glass just being knocked over and all the hope drain out. I know this because I have had points like that before. Not quite to the extent that Bill had, but enough to know the personal hell he must have felt. Divorce, death of close ones, loss of custody, bankruptcy, losing your house and losing most of your possession, & job loss all can weigh on you. But, like Job, even when you think God has abandoned you, He is there. But you have to look past the debris and look at The Promise (see above scripture). --
What is depression? According to Merriam-Webster, one of the definitions of depression is as follow: "a psychoneurotic or psychotic disorder marked especially by sadness, inactivity, difficulty in thinking and concentration, a significant increase or decrease in appetite and time spent sleeping, feelings of dejection and hopelessness, and sometimes suicidal tendencies" Those are fine words and that is a good clinical description, but let's take it down to the day-to-day level. What does it feel like?
It is a dreading of getting out of bed to face the day ahead. It is a wanting to go to work early, to run errands early, to go to the gym to work out, but instead feeling like it is safest to just stay in bed as long as you can.
It is the sense that no matter how much you try things will inevitably not end well. I sense of what's the point. In other words, not getting too high when good things happen as it is just a cruel trick before the other shoe drops as it inevitably will.
It is a feeling of needing something to numb, block, drown or overcome the pain. Something such as alcohol, drugs (prescribed or other), gambling, extensive TV watching, drowning in music, a tryst, you name it. Just anything you can to take away the pain for as long as possible or to extend better feelings for just little longer.
It is a vacant or blank affect of, I don't care, That is what does it matter anyway?
It is like the feeling of wanting to walk away and never look back.
It is the wondering if anyone would care if you just disappeared. It is the sense that you don't matter too much if at all.
It is the sense of tiredness of fighting it all. Wishing you could just have the pain taken away.
It is the sense of shrinking into yourself and not wanting anyone to notice or say anything. But, instead to let you lick your wounds.
You get the picture. Some of this I've felt at times, some of it I've observed in others and some of it is what I perceive that it would be like. Anyway, if you observe this attitude or behavior in another, it's hard to know what to do.
Do you press your loved one for what's wrong and not take 'Nothing' or "I'm okay" for an answer? Hard to know what to say.
Do you 'stage an intervention' and risk them shutting you out or totally rejecting you, thereby destroying ability to influence them.
Do you just constantly remind them in a friendly but not pushy way that you are there for them, hoping that they reveal enough or let you in enough to know when it is time to step in? (In other words, come to you before they completely check out).
Do you 'ambush' them when they've dropped off the grid? In other words, checking in on them, but not quite staging an intervention.
Obviously, with my brother, I had some, if not all, of these questions in my mind. I'm sure for anyone who has dealt with depression or someone who has it, has additional pondering similar to those above.
I'm not sure exactly what the takeaway from this post is, except for the following:
Regardless of how deeply you choose to intervene, always remind your loved one that you care about them. Even if you think, well, they won't care or notice my efforts, they will.
Share your concerns with trusted others around you--including possibly a counselor or minister or his/her friends. Many people have either faced or known someone who has faced similar struggles. With a little bit of God's grace, you might find someone who can either share your burden or give you pointers on what to do.
Pray. It doesn't have to be a long prayer. It doesn't actually have to be speaking aloud to God. It could a simple thought to Him: "God, I don't know what to do, 'please advise me'." or "God, 'please let my loved one be open to Your help'"
Remember ultimately, there is only so much you can do. Just like much else in life, you have to do what your gut tells you and leave the results to your Higher Power.
I hope this post will hit a person or two along the way. Thanks for being my audience. It sounds funny with such a melancholy blog, but Cheers. :)
Something I've witnessed has bothered me for a long time and I'm finally putting it in writing what I've seen/felt for a long time. I've witnessed time and again among family, among friends, among friend's family and within different group a consistent problem or issue. We see this issue in society at large and often there is only relief from it when a tragedy larger than everyone strikes and sometimes even that isn't enough to prevent this issue from evidencing itself. So, what is this issue? People who face and/or are hurt by the same or similar circumstances often turn on each other, rather than uniting and work through the hurt together. We often are so focused on our own hurt that we fail to see, accept, validate, take seriously or even take into account the hurt of others. Sometimes it is even worse than that. Sometimes people actively comparatively negate the hurt or injury of others in an attempt to put their own hurt to the forefront. Why do people do that?
Do they feel that their own pain or hurt is being ignored and they have to 'raise their voice' and say "But mine is worse" or "That's nothing compared to my situation"? Does that mean:
I don't trust others to help me through the pain.
I've been let down so often.
Are they so injured that they cannot see the injury in others?
Are they just crying out for help?
You tell me. But those are things that I've seen. (YMMV) "Your mileage may vary" or put less subtlety not everyone's experiences are the same as to how much and why their family/group turns on each other when facing hurt or crisis. As I indicated above, some of it is just plain selfish/self-centeredness, but much of it is effectively a trust issue. Instead of allowing themselves to step back and see the larger picture, there is a tendency to draw each other into a circular firing squad.
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Let's get concrete.
Say a close family member dies--sibling, in-law, parent, child, etc. All tied to him or her suffer pain and loss. But we suffer it in different ways and to different extents.
If it is an in-law, perhaps I don't suffer the loss to the extent that my spouse does, but that doesn't mean that it didn't significantly impact me. It is wrong to act if I don't have the right to hurt significantly in that situation.
A kid may experience the loss of a parent, but remaining spouse experiences the loss too.
In many/most cases, a kid hasn't had the chance to develop the tools and gain the maturity to grieve as an adult would or see beyond their own hurt.
The remaining spouse is hurt too and due to the different nature of the relationship his or her grief/loss might not be viewed as quite severe. You can replace a friend/spouse, but a mom or dad is THE mom or dad or so the thinking might be. While it usually true the kid will hurt worse and longer, it doesn't mean the spouse's loss is nothing or they've gotten over it. It's important that all parties reflect on their loss rather than 'competing'.
Say multiple kids of a family suffered abuse at the hands of a 'family friend'. One kid may get the 'brunt' of the abuse.
The person(s) who as a kid got lesser abuse aren't 'lucky'. Lucky would have mean that they wouldn't have been abused. What they are is just not victimized as much. But they are still victims of abuse and as such need to have their trauma recognized and taken seriously.
The person who as a kid got the brunt of the abuse isn't the 'winner' at the who was hurt worse 'contest'. While he/she may need more attention/counseling to deal with their abuse than the other that doesn't give him or her the right to dismiss the trauma of the others.
I believe a goal in this situation is for each victim to step outside of their hurt for a moment and realize others were hurt also. If each victim can show empathy for each other rather than 'compete' for who got the most abuse, then I think their own healing would benefit as well as healing of the family at large.
In our country, many have suffered in many different ways. Some have suffered the indignities of blatant discrimination based on race. Some have suffered extreme poverty. Some have suffered loses in war. Some have suffered in other ways and some have suffered in more than one way.
Instead of having a little empathy for others who've suffered, sometimes we get caught up in our own brand of suffering and dismiss that of others.
Once again this minimizes the chance we to relate to and help each other. In fact, doing so can cause a cycle of resentment where nobody heals effectively, nobody wins and in some ways everyone--except those who exploit the suffering--loses.
In each of these cases with the right spiritual focus we can get past ourselves and see the pain in others and reach out. This doesn't mean ignoring our own hurt, but offering to help others who are hurting.
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Why I titled this The Walking Wounded: 99 sheep meet the prodigal family was the shepherd just like the prodigal dad was mourning the loss of one of his flock--albeit in each case it turned out to be temporary loss. When we lose someone close to us, we can seemingly abandon those closest to us while dealing with the loss (or in the case of the prodigal family, the return). Others in the picture are affected by the dynamic of the loss. The 99 sheep temporarily were without their shepherd and were less protected therefore. In the case of the prodigal family, the dad was likely mourning the loss of the prodigal son that turned his back on him. When the prodigal son returned he threw all his attention on him. The son who was loyal and stayed behind was hurt. In each case, someone or something was affected by a loss (sheep vs. dad & other son). Each experienced a loss differently and reacted very differently. The other son instead of looking at the big picture looked strictly at how it affected him. He probably felt abandoned as his dad mourned the 'loss' of the prodigal son and then felt abandoned again as his dad gave all his warmth to the returned prodigal son. I can imagine if the 99 sheep could talk they'd tell the other son that your dad has loved you all along and he knows that you are hurting too. They would say, "When our shepherd left us to find the one missing sheep, he wasn't abandoning us, he was always aware of us and thinking about us, but he was doing what was necessary to make our herd (or family) whole again. He was always going to be there for us and meet our needs, he had a job and a role to play and we had to be supportive in that role for the better of our herd." The father represented the Holy Father, the prodigal son represented the lost child of God and the other son represented the one who is at peace with God. The father in the "Prodigal Son" explained to the other son approximately what I imagined the 99 sheep that weren't missing would have explained from a different perspective.
We all have faced hurt in our lives, some of it directly shared hurt and some of it hurt that we can relate to. What I've come to understand is that we would all do best to find a way to see beyond ourselves and into the bigger picture. I may have gotten a smaller helping of hurt than you, but that doesn't mean my hurt is nothing. Likewise, I know I'm hurting, but there is someone probably close who is hurting too and hurting more. Therefore, I need to find a way to step away from my hurt to recognize and try to comfort them. When we compete in this arena, nobody wins. The original hurt is still there for everyone and on top of it, we have pushed each other apart by trying to "win". We may not see it as 'trying to win', but instead may see it as making sure to get what we need. However, like in a food riot, we are so busy competing for what we need rather than trying to find a way to best meet the needs of everyone that we likely will end up destroying some of the life-giving food in the process.
I wrote most of this on Thursday, November 24th, 2016 that is Thanksgiving day. So, I guess a takeaway could be that we need to be find a way to look beyond ourselves. Be thankful for the things we have and while recognizing concerns/issues in our own lives, not to focus on them, but instead to give some focus on those less fortunate--spiritually, emotionally and physically. Parable of the Prodigal Son Parable of the Lost Sheep
I am glad that this election cycle is winding down. In my 47 years, this election was probably the most hostile/tense election season we as a nation have even witnessed. As with any elections there were winners and losers. I think it's pretty clear the 'winners' and the 'losers' in this election cycle and analysis thereof is being repeated ad infinitum. So, I won't focus on that, but it does lend itself to the following concept:
Failing doesn't make you a failure.
For anyone who has ever had a significant failure in their life such as:
Falling short of being elected.
Failure in marriage.
Falling of short of winning the big game.
Not getting the promotion/losing your job.
Failing in school.
Broken friendships.
it is hard to separate a particular failure or failing from the overall sense of being a failure. It is akin to shame vs. guilt. Shame focuses on self (and has a sense of at least semi-permanence), guilt focus on poor choices (and can be more passing). Similarly, labeling oneself as a failure, implies feeling broken in a permanent way, whereas noting a failure implies limited--in scope and permanence--damage.
If one is labeled a failure, he or she has effectively had their successes negated or overwhelmed by the label. If one is said to have failed, it is feasible that their successes before are still respected and that their chance of success after is recognized.
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It is easy to say tell someone who is in the midst of a particular failure that they aren't a failure, but it can harder for them to accept it. What they've got to realize is that
Everyone has failings in their life. After all, if that weren't the case, why would we have the need for a Higher Power (God)?
Some of the people we consider 'successful' failed time and again before they hit on their life's success. Successful people who have failed:
Henry Ford went broke 5 times before succeeding at Ford Motor Company
Bill Gates dropped out of college and failed in his first business (Traf-O-Data) before starting arguably the most successful software company (Microsoft).
Oprah Winfrey was born poor to a single teenage mom, was abused as kid and became a teen mom--child died in infancy--before she landed a radio job which ultimately led to her billion dollar production company.
Not everyone wins 'the big game/election/promotion', but that doesn't nullify their accomplishments.
Ernie Banks never made it to the World Series, but his Hall of Fame induction gives lie to the concept that this made him a failure.
Tim Tebow had limited success in the NFL, but no one can take away his Heisman Trophy and National Championship at Florida. Additionally, he has carved out success in broadcasting.
Adlai Stevenson is remembered by many as losing the Presidency to Eisenhower twice, but no one can take away his time as Governor of Illinois, Ambassador to the U.N. and his efforts in making a JFK presidency possible.
That it is okay to visit (mourn) a particular failure/failing, but it is not okay to live there. Visiting or mourning failure appropriately and moving forward can strengthen us. Living in failure can be very disabling or debilitating.
Our faith can be a strong guide, however, we are not born with an individual instruction manual. Our Higher Power and true friend and family in our lives understand that we will at times not make the best choices of ignorance or maybe even hubris. That doesn't mean that we are stupid or a bad person, it just means we don't always have all the answers. See my post on the Fog of War and Decisions/Choices.
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One final note: We've all heard the term 'narcissist', but I'm convinced of a concept that I call 'negative narcissism'. The idea being that a negative narcissist finds it easier to live in the concept of being a failure than having a more balanced view of their lives. If you label yourself as a failure, it makes it easier not to accept responsibility for individual failings. It also, makes it easier to justify not taking steps to try to succeed. After all, if you are a failure (or destined to it), then well, you couldn't help it anyway and why bother trying?
Anyway, whether our candidate or team wins or loses, they don't have to be considered a failure. If a particular endeavour in our life ends in success or failure, we can own a failing, but we don't have to own being a failure. Just some post election musings.
