I thought more on the word "Non-Judgment" and, looked up a few definitions.
For at first, it seems fairly passive.
"tending not to judge other people harshly or unfairly : not too critical of other people."
"avoiding judgments based on one's personal and especially moral standards."
"not making or expressing an opinion regarding a person or thing; impartial avoiding or tending to avoid making value judgments; tolerant, liberal, etc.
That being said, there seems to be another more spiritual or conscious meaning to the word, non-judgement.
"In its simplest form, non-judgment is acceptance."
And, I looked up Acceptance.
"the action of consenting to receive or undertake something offered."
"the action or process of being received as adequate or suitable, typically to be admitted into a group.
Is it possible, that if you don't accept a truth, fact or behavior…you are judging – If non-judgment is acceptance?
That those who feel it is kinder or more christian-like to not judge are actually judging when they don't consent to receive this new information?
Could it be possible that the very act of not changing their minds is judging reality based on their personal values and believes.
What they feel is non-judging, is really judging; due to their non-acceptance.
How I felt about non-judgment, when viewing it from the meaning of acceptance, was to accept all things.
There was nothing I was unwilling to accept. And, in the act of receiving all manner of truths; I responded in-kind.
It is to be, as Byron Katie says, a Lover of Reality.
I had to school myself to LOVE what is, and not hate and reject certain parts of life that are hard to take in.
In fact, the harder it is to accept something, the further you are from reality.
It amazes me that we will argue with reality. And, again Byron Katie says, "Reality wins only 100% of the time.
When you don't accept reality, all of it, you are believing in something that isn't real.
The non-acceptance has you building another reality.
What is most astounding, are the sheer numbers that don't reside in reality.
In their minds.
And, what I have found, is that dialoguing with these folks is a useless exercise.
For, in their minds – their minds are made up.
There is a payoff for not changing their minds to see reality.
Often it is to keep a husband, to be accepted by a group…to live their dream life.
The body is in reality, and mind has not followed. So, they live more in their minds than with what Is.
And, we call this 'normal'.
When I was struck dumb by how much my mind had created, compared to reality. I vowed to follow the truth…and find normal. What I soon discovered was that I wasn't the only one who lived a few steps from reality. It seemed most did. Normal wasn't living with the truth. Normal as we call it, was to be selective with accepting reality.
This selective acceptance IS what creates havoc in our worlds.
As Dr. Jill Bolte-Taylor says, "Our left mind takes the least amount of information and weaves the most plausible story."
Isn't it also very telling, when you can see the slip in other people's worlds, where they are not embracing all of life. That you can see where their minds are deluded; but not yours.
What does it take to be non-judgmental, to be fully accepting of all things?
Why is this mere act so hard for people to live?
Why does it appear that living a deluded life is better than one of loving reality in all forms?
And, if you live with a deluded mind, is it easier to navigate the world?
To me, coming from the land of delusion, I am determined to see all. And, to not have my mind contort reality.
I looked up Contort. "Twist or bend out of its normal shape."
Not accepting what is, you then have to bend or twist and struggle to make it work in reality.
And, I often find myself belittled or called mental, because I won't distort reality.
My left mind doesn't work anymore. I can't weave the most plausible story. I can only work with what is.
Oddly, it makes my life easier and I have a harder time with the people whose minds love to contort reality.
Our language doesn't communicate with each other.
I can't see their contorted reality, and they can't see mine.
I love what is….not what isn't.
Once you get used to the brilliance of reality in its raw form; its impossible to live outside of it.
Often it is just me and reality….but, what a great companion!
My mind is at peace with What Is.
