Not So Private Thoughts

Reincarnation impacts you, yes, YOU!

My heart ached as I sat there, listening to my dad speak. The wound of Aaron’s death is still so fresh, and my strained relationship with God only amplified my raw emotions. But my dad, or Opa as my sons lovingly call him, had suggested something that caught my attention: Aaron’s spirit may live on in my son, Andrew. He referenced the relationship between Elijah and John the Baptist.

I was uncomfortable with the idea at first, but as a human, it’s only natural to want to hold on to the ones we love. So I delved into research, hoping to find some answers.

Tears streamed down my face as I read through the Gospel of Matthew. In chapter 11, verse 14, Jesus spoke of John the Baptist as the embodiment of the prophet Elijah. And in the prophecy of Malachi 4:5-6, it was foretold that Elijah would return before the day of the Lord, turning the hearts of parents to their children and vice versa.

I couldn’t help but wonder if John had indeed been Elijah in spirit, preparing the way for Jesus just as Elijah had prepared the way for God’s people in the Old Testament. Theologians may still debate the nature of their connection, but one thing was clear to me – we must celebrate those who have come before by cherishing those who are still with us.

In that moment, I couldn’t help but think – if I had only an hour to live, who would I call? What would I say? What was I waiting for? Life is so precious, and we never know how much time we have left. So I made a vow to endeavor to cherish every moment, to hold my loved ones close, and to never take a single day for granted.

By Shaun Sima
https://chef-pocket.com/aboutme/

P.S. I post for my edification as part of my dedication to jumping into the deep end of the internet brand pool. My posts are part raw life journal and part discovery of my voice.

P.P.S There isn’t very much satisfaction in getting the world to accept your viewpoint and praise you. If you only want to hear your opinion, talk to the mirror.

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General Ramblings, Not So Private Thoughts, Social Commentary

Jesus was bullied.

Jesus was bullied, so was David and many others in the bible. Bullying is as old as time and will never be eradicated. There is no vaccine for the afflictions caused by the human condition.

People are social creatures. We all have the desire to fit in and to be liked. It might be an oversimplification, but the cause of bullying and the lack of abuse reporting by the victims stems from a desire to be loved. As social creatures, people search out ways to fit in, which provides the momentum for the bully, and unfortunately, it also leads to abuses going unreported.

As a child, I often stood out. Identifying a target is considerably easier if he/she is not following the crowd. Different gangs of bullies imposed different degrees and methods of torment. Some resorted to physical tactics to illustrate to their gang that they were an alpha male and “worthy” of being part of their click, while others succumb to peer pressure to execute a seemingly never-ending barrage of emotional provocations.

My response to the emotional bullies was never to engage, or at least try not to. It’s easier said than done. Their goal was to provoke a response from me and by not providing them that satisfaction, their immediate interest in me waned. They moved on. At least for the time being.

Physical bullies, of which there were only two during my entire schooling career, were those that laid hands on me in some form or another. It ranged from minor actions, such as tripping me up, to violence. I ignored the small stuff, but unlike the emotional bullies, the lack of response drove the physical bullies to escalate. One day, following a punch in the back that forced me to the floor, I stood up, turned around, and calmly punched the bully in the face, bloodying his nose. That was the last time anyone bullied me. I don’t advocate violence and would like to think that I exhausted every possible remedy before deciding to take that action. Sometimes, you need to shout in a language that your audience understands.

My advice to my sons, one of whom has already experienced some minor bullying, is never to act out of anger. When you give others power over your emotions, you give them authority over your life.

Bullying is never caused by the target of their unwanted attention. It’s never the victims’ fault! It is an overwhelming insecurity that drives bullies, and they overcompensate to fit in. To quench their anxiety, the fear that they won’t be liked and that in turn, will lead to them being ostracized, they act in a manner that they deem to be in alignment with the gang’s wishes.
“Gangs are where cowards go to hide.” Mickey Mantle.

Bullying is a much larger issue than we want to admit to, with nuances and consequences. Sadly, there isn’t a panacea to this problem. It’s ineffective and arrogant to apply adult logic and the experience that comes with time and hindsight to a mindset that doesn’t have that luxury. To attempt to do so is flat out wrong and skirting our responsibilities. This is not an adultescent issue, it’s a societal issue. As a society, as parents, we need to accept some responsibility for what our children do and hold them accountable.
Often both parents work; ipads and tv are acceptable babysitters and forget the quality time spent around the dinner table. Life is busy, complicated, and messy; frankly, we are oblivious to our surroundings. Have you ever driven to the store and wondered how you arrived there? Not remembering the traffic, turns, route? We all have. We put life on autopilot until someday something terrible happens to wake us up, and we do just enough to address the issue so that we can put life back on autopilot.

As a society, we have become more accepting and welcoming of the significant issues, but we are overlooking the small ones. Our children do what they see others do. We need to teach our kids to love each other and themselves. We need to demonstrate acceptance, and responsibility and exercise accountability. Making a difference starts at home and must be continued in class.

By Shaun Sima
https://chef-pocket.com/aboutme/

P.S. I post for my edification as part of my dedication to jumping into the deep end of the internet brand pool. My posts are part raw life journal and part discovery of my voice.

P.P.S There isn’t very much satisfaction in getting the world to accept your viewpoint and praise you. If you only want to hear your opinion, talk to the mirror.

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Not So Private Thoughts

Dark matter

Figure out what’s important, then create the conditions for people to talk about it. Sound like a good idea, right? Let’s get started.

A friend I love, and respect said, “I should continue with therapy or some other therapeutic medium.” She said it without malice or ill-intent, but I instinctively took it that way. That got me thinking – why?

People with mental illness and poor moral character get a lot of attention and then, in many cases, shift blame for their shitty behaviors. That’s what people think of when they hear or say the word “therapy.” But there is another side. It’s boring and garners little attention.

It’s people that you’d never expect who struggle with the dark matter. People with good moral character, a job, loyal friends, and seemingly successful in life. It’s them that no one talks about.

It’s human nature to want to be considered normal. Humans will always disapprove of people who do not behave “normally.” It’s that attitude that perpetuates the stigma surrounding mental health. Ironically being a human means being imperfect – and that is normal.

My friend did suggest that I “build on my inner peace,” but not as I took it – suffering from an affliction. Rather do yoga, shoot some zombies at the range or get back into triathlons. She wished me good mental health, which I think is more meaningful and illustrates more caring than wishing me good physical health.

P.S. I signed up for a triathlon today!

By Shaun Sima
https://chef-pocket.com/aboutme/

P.S. I post for my edification as part of my dedication to jumping into the deep end of the internet brand pool. My posts are part raw life journal and part discovery of my voice.

P.P.S There isn’t very much satisfaction in getting the world to accept your viewpoint and praise you. If you only want to hear your opinion, talk to the mirror.

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General Ramblings, Not So Private Thoughts

Stop! Confront your rabid chihuahua.

Dear world.

Welcome to Me 2.0. Don’t be mistaken, this is not a revision, but an entirely new version, years in the making and risen from the ashes.

It took me far too long to realize that the rabid chihuahua nipping at my heals is not angry with me, it’s just mad because it’s a rabid chihuahua! Having empathy does not mean that you agree, it simply means that you acknowledge the emotions of another. I understand why the chihuahua might be angry. It’s a freakin rabid chihuahua!

It was not a mountain in front of me that stopped my progress, but an annoying stone in my shoe. The laws of perseverance, or perhaps my hubris, dictated that I push forward, cursing the stone with every step and at the same time trying so desperately to ignore the stone. But I was wrong. You can’t blame the stone, nor can you be angry with it, if YOU do not stop to take it out of your shoe.

To conquer something, you need to STOP and confront it head-on. You cannot conquer something without confronting it.

By Shaun Sima
https://chef-pocket.com/aboutme/

P.S. I post for my edification as part of my dedication to jumping into the deep end of the internet brand pool. My posts are part raw life journal and part discovery of my voice.

P.P.S There isn’t very much satisfaction in getting the world to accept your viewpoint and praise you. If you only want to hear your opinion, talk to the mirror.

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