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The clarity between the Mask-less and those with Masks begs me to define the two.  What is a person with a mask, and how do they know, or do they?  Who are the ones mask-less and how do they get that way. 

 

I will take this from my point of view. In my first 46 years I lived as one person, you could say a Mask.  The Mask I was was a woman lost in dysfunction.  I would say “authentically dysfunctional”, meaning I was so dysfunctional it became my authentic way to be.  I did not have a normal way tucked into myself.

 

If you are authentically dysfunctional, you don’t know that your life is not normal, not real, not good, or not right.  Sure sometimes there are moments that you seem out of control, like more dysfunctional then others, but for the most part you live from the view of the dysfunction.

 

It is only when something happens that sets you ‘outside’ of the state you had been residing in. 

 

A song on the radio today, by Mat Kearny “Closer to Love” says …we are one phone call that brings us to our knees.  Boy ain’t that the truth!

 

One phone call tore my mask off, and left me mask-less.  One call shattered the mask of dysfunction.  It is only when you lose your mask that you realize others may not know it.  For I would have sworn on a stack of bibles, “I have no mask”.  Yet I did!

 

So the stubbornness, or the blindness you encounter of another, is not them lying to you, but rather they are unaware, unknowing and we can say lost in the sea of dysfunction.  You really can’t blame them or shame them, for they do not know how to get out.  And for whatever reason, this may not be the time.

 

My brother is known to say, “It is not their Lucky Lifetime.”

 

Lucky isn’t a word I would use to describe the walk out of a sea of dysfunction, but one I would use to sit on the shore.

 

I am lucky, it is my lucky lifetime, I am grateful beyond measure to have swam free.  How or why me and not them, I have no idea? 

 

The truth will set you free, yet when you only know yourself as a Mask, it seems that you will lose yourself, your life, your love, all.

Yet how ironic you have to let go of who you are to become who you want to be.  Einstein’s quote.

 

What isn’t as clear is how to dance your solo dance while in the presence of those still lost behind their masks. 

 

It may be that the Mask-less lead the way out.  What we don’t know is who will follow, if and when, or if we walk out alone.  Either way, for me, not walking was not a choice. 

 

Being Mask-less requires a new step, a new dance and it is awkward at best most of the time.  We are literally designing a new legacy while exiting one.  

 

Wayne Dyer talks about a trapeze artist, how they have to be letting go and reaching, to hold on to both sides will pull you apart.

 

We are being asked to be a mask-less trapeze artist, learning to trust the bar in front, and letting go of all we have ever known.

 

Standing on the platform of Dysfunction we step off towards a new way. What will you do?  Will you be able to let go?  Do you trust what you’re reaching towards?  Who supports each side?  You and only you decide when to let go.

 

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