I consider it a successful day when I have dispelled yet another untruth taught me by my culture. I have spent so much of my life unlearning what I have been taught. And yet, I continue to be surprised, then disappointed, when I discover that yet another thing I have been told is a lie.
Almost nothing is as it is made to appear. I feel I am living in a cultural world that has been shaped by the unenlightened interests of humans around me. Sadly, so much of that cultural world denies access to the beauty of who we are, the grandeur of reality, the wonder of what it means to exist.
I only can trust what I have directly experienced, and that routinely contradicts what I have been taught by my culture.
I could make a list of examples, but that would sound like the rant of someone who has been disappointed by life. Actually, it is just the opposite. I am so grateful that I have lived a life that has slowly but surely separated me from the grasp of what I have been told. I have made my own choices, eventually, based on my own grasp of reality. For that I am very glad.
I so so grateful that I have lived these seventy and five years, allowing me time to unlearn so many untruths. The world I have discovered is beautiful and so much more vibrant and full of joy than I had been told.