Do you ever wonder who is telling you the truth? I used to. Every day a new or “updated” version of the truth appears in the media and lately I have been fascinated by TV shows like “10 Things You Don’t Know About” which fills in the “truth” gaps left in school history textbooks with the coolest host ever Henry Rollins. I am addicted to “Investigation Discovery” which unearths the truth behind every kind of human interaction in which a person’s life is suddenly gone. Science even seems to offer us versions of the truth, Newton’s Laws or Quantum Physics. Yikes! Choices on truth? Who saw this coming?
I was raised with the concept “tell the truth” because it was “the good & right thing to do” which I now know was actually a manipulation of my innocence (which is a whole post unto itself). Being punished for being truthful about disobeying rules or anything else that was not allowed (like expressing unhappy emotions) made me feel conflicted and guilty. Concepts & “facts” that I was raised with & then did not occur or prove to be my experience caused such a deep confusion in my mind that I kept asking myself “What is the deal here?” As a young adult out in the world on my own, my mind swirled around with who to trust.
At some point during some TV crime drama, the phrase: The truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth caught my attention. I had heard it before, but these 3 aspects of truth and the differences between them began to cross my mind on a regular basis. Why are there 3 versions? What is the difference between them?
After a great deal of thought, I decided that “the truth” was a specific statement that a person or entity deliberately decided to reveal. “The whole truth” included the good, the bad and the ugly. “Nothing but the truth” was a focus on revealing only that which was asked, leaving out everything else. It was a lot of work to keep on top of who and what the truth was. Assigning definitions to these 3 aspects of truth seemed to be a quick fix for my dilemma, but the nagging doubts that there was more to this kept eating at me.
I now see that I was doing my best to figure out who to trust. The ones I trusted as a child had all let me down or disappeared, and I was struggling to start over. I went through life deeply suspicious of other’s motives and feeling lonely and invisible at the same time. Inevitably, I was disappointed on a regular basis. Going through life without a firm foundation in one’s truth is not something I would ever wish for anyone I know.
It was only when I came to the end of myself and decided to question everything I thought I knew, that my answer was revealed. Each of us has our own truth inside! Slowly I came to see that my experiences of my life were true for me. You can ask any one of my siblings about their experiences and it would be impossible to know for certain that we were from the same family. I used to think that was a bad thing but I get it now. What a relief! I don’t have to convince anyone of anything that is true for me. I can approach each life experience knowing that my truth will be revealed to me. I trust myself now. The freedom that this awareness brought to me is so profound I don’t have the words to express what a shift it made in my life. I am free to live from my truth, all I have to do is to tune into my intuition which messages me from how I feel in my body. When I make choices from what feels true for me, life flows and I am at peace.
I have a new motto now: the truth is not right or wrong it is freedom!
Now I want to hear from you. How do you decide what is true for you? Post your “go to” when it comes to truth. Mind, heart or gut?