Funky little five letter word.
It seems to have lost its power.
My daughter comes from a blended family; you see I'm not her birth mother, and this year after she turned 11, she approached us asking why we eat differently at Dad's house.
Simple answer is because it's our truth.
Thomas Myers had said, "knowledge is a rumor until it's felt within the body." You have to feel it to know it's true.
After this difficult and challenging year that's polarized friends, families, countries, and the world - I live by this concept.
I explained to our daughter that she's blessed because she has four parents and two households. She's blessed with exposure to four different perspectives, each of which loves her and wants what's best for her. Ultimately, she has to develop her own beliefs and feel truth within her own skin. Until she's grown though, she's going to have to live with differences in each household. I know how difficult that can be, as I too, come from a blended upbringing.
I further explained that we've discovered organic food is worth it, because it's clean and better for our planet as well as our bodies. The microwave kills nutrients, and cooking fresh using the stove is the best way to absorb the most from your food, which my autoimmune body needs. I also want to take the best care of my family with clean and vibrant nutrition.
As a functional movement activist, professional stretcher, and connective tissue specialist using Rossiter Stretching and Yamuna Body Rolling methods of pain relief, I live by this concept of feeling it in your body to know it's true; but that doesn't mean I'm not shaken to my core at times.
In A Field Guide to Getting Lost, Rebecca Solnit wrote, "leave the door open for the unknown, the door into the dark. That's where the most important things come from, where you yourself came from, and where you will go."
If I'm being honest, I love that idea. If I'm being truly honest, it also terrifies me.
My cognitive processes crave consistency and certainty, which are both impossibilities at present.
A dear friend told me, "it's okay to believe what you believe because truth is subjective. Truth is unique for each of us, being relative and seen through our individual lenses."
The journalist in me is combative as fuck. Inside I'm screaming, "TRUTH IS TRUTH."
There's so many contrasting perspectives out there, especially in this 2020 world.
I feel called to disseminate truth, but maybe it's only ever going to be my own, because these are the truths, the knowledge, I've felt - physically, viscerally, and cognitively.
Ultimately, I'll keep sharing because maybe our truths will align...