Listening to the raspy voice of an old man on French radio today, I note again how the french seem to like to put realness in their media, raw life with its "is-ness", and how American media is so influenced by the polish of Hollywood.
Something struck me in pondering this daring to put one's naked self out there - that this realness is part of our purpose of life. To shed all the shadow we carry, all the parts of us we are ashamed to expose, that we have not embraced, that we have not dared admit to ourselves, let alone others - it is this shedding of shame of ourselves that causes us to be real, standing bold on the earth in crystal clarity.
Shame of who we are, of what we carry in our shadow, keeps us from allowing others to see us in our fullness, in our light and in our shadow. It is shame that separates us from God, ourselves, and our world. Perhaps this is the original sin - shame itself, the rejection of what is - the illusion that we have sinned, rather than sin itself.
Only when we have no need to hide will we be able to fully face each other.
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