Have you ever made a snap judgment about someone and later realized you were wrong? It is not something we like to admit—and it happens. I have probably done this more times than I would like to remember. I remember the first time I saw a dear friend wearing Angel Wings. My first thought was, why? When I told her I would never wear Angel Wings—I'd be too embarrassed, wondering what people would think—she said, "Would you rather be embarrassed for a moment or live in regret for a lifetime?" The next time I spoke at Light on the Mountains in Sun Valley, ID, I proudly wore my Angel Wings and didn't feel embarrassed at all—just a little shocked, knowing my mother would certainly have had something to say if she were still with us.
And that's the thing about judgments. It's a lifetime of lessons we learn from the people around us, advertisements, movies, and TV. If we truly analyze our judgments, most of them are not truly ours. They are a learned behavior; a habit we can unlearn.
It's easy to point at prejudice out in the world and feel like "we are better than them." The Truth is, as the old saying goes, when you point a finger out, you have three fingers pointing back at you. If God is expressing as everyone, every judgment is a judgment against the Divine in another.
Judgments are assumptions we make about people, places, and things out of fear, insecurity and old hurts. I loved my mother, and she always felt inferior to her more prosperous sisters. The result was my mom and dad were always in debt trying to keep up with them instead of just being happy with what they had.
Consequently, I struggled with money most of my life until one day I realized how wonderful my life truly was exactly as it was and exactly as it was not. Do I travel the world? No, and I have the most amazing relationship with my husband. Do I drive a fancy car? No, I drive a Jeep Wrangler because I love it. Am I jealous of people who have more than me? Absolutely not—they show me what's possible. I love and appreciate my friends who have more than me as much as I love and appreciate my friends who have less than me. It's not a competition. It's about being happy with what is and knowing I can attract more if I choose.
Spiritual Surrender is completely different from giving up, as if "nothing can be done." Spiritual Surrender is the act of giving over and trusting "something greater than me can handle this."
I have shared, more than once, that I struggled most of my life with drug and alcohol addiction. I tried more than once to give it up; a couple days here, a month there, once even for four years. It wasn't that I didn't want to stop—it was that I hadn't "surrendered" to that place within me that knew I could. There is a huge difference between being a "white-knuckle" drunk, not drinking and not changing your behaviors, and being clean and sober knowing you deserve better. What I appreciate about both paths is that at least the person isn't drinking. The difference is the first person has not surrendered, which usually leads to anger and frustration about not being able to drink.
Prejudice and gripping come from the same place: fear and separation. Surrender is the antidote to both—we release the judgment and the grip. What opens up on the other side: connection, peace, and room for miracles.
So, this week, name one assumption you carry about a group of people. Where did it come from? Is it still serving you? What's one thing you're gripping instead of giving over?
"Not giving up. Giving over."
Blessings on your journey,
Rev. Gayle