It’s only my perspective : some thoughts

I know all that I share here is only from my own perspective.. When I write of my siblings I can only share how I experienced them and it occurs to be how much certain relationships can change over time depending on the way we evolve and then the death of parents or siblings, too, changes the landscape of our lives and relationships to each other.

I want to try to honor the good things in my siblings.. I pray to see them as God sees them, not just from my self centered perspective.. despite the hurts which, in making us angry, can make us say certain things..

I was also thinking after listening to that interview with Carl Jung earlier in the week about the issue of psychological types.. We all have different dominances and defenses as well as sensitivitities.. being born highly sensitive in a less sensitive family can be hard.. We get called names or told often we are too much of something or not enough of something else.. these kind of things can shape our experience of ourselves.. and if our ‘type’ does not sit well in our family individuation may be a fraught issues, as is emotional and mental development..

Coming to know ourselves well takes time and is an important part of both therapy and emotional recovery.. Only we can get the insight into forces that shape us, much as others see certain things, and we may not even see ourselves as the world sees us, but to ask to see others and ourselves as God or the Holy Spirit might, through the lens of unconditional love seems so important to me lately.

Each day I am praying to be guided and asking for help, and I get a message inwardly when I do this.. I have been inspired last night by a really interesting sermon on the Holy Spirit that Joyce Meyer gave recently.. I often feel the Holy Spirit close when inspiration strikes me, or when in the presence of others when I see the light shining through their eyes or when on the receiving end of random acts of kindness.. Sometimes these bring me to tears.. And I need especially lately to remind myself to look on all human beings with love, even when their behavior is difficult there is a spirit or soul in that person that must have some goodness, somewhere, or some hurt that just was too much to cope with. For my sister I see how much she tried to give and the losses she endured.. I hold all of that in my heart and use it to inform my perspective when it shifts off base.. holding a good thought of her must be in some way helpful to her healing.. I pray that in some small way it is.