It’s ok to be not ok
Taking a walk with my son in our neighborhood yesterday, I saw one of our neighbors, living in a beautiful home, perfectly manicured lawn, and the obligatory black and white labor-doodle, perfectly groomed and walking high.
It made me wonder for a moment how I got from where I was in the Sea Org to this life.
It’s a very, very different world than what I was raised in.
I’ll never win Yard Of the Month here, unless I grab the sign from someone else’s lawn and place it on mine. I’ve wanted to several times, just for fun.
We like to find enjoyment in the little moments.
One of our favorites is tying a gift to the collar of our wild dog, Ripley. When she knows a chase is on, she is very hard to catch. She is a mix of super-sweet with a dash of crazy. We adore her.
We’ve been known to rearrange letters in stores to make odd words.
We have a hard rule of no snitching here. It’s just a thing. Learn to work things out.
I don’t know. This post may be kinda random and not saying much.
But it also says a lot. Today, here and now, we have a happy life.
Those things from the past sometimes do come right up into our faces as we deal with the daily challenges of life. Most of the time those memories have nothing to do with the here and now of our lives. But we can’t ignore them either.
And so we take them a day at a time. Although my life now is the best, sometimes my brain triggers stuff, and I have to work through it.
I am very grateful to the support I have now. It’s a good place to be when those bad moments do come up.
I’d say life is good now. It’s really good. And I have found happiness. A lot of it.
And if all I went through in my childhood and years in Scientology to get to where I am now, I’d say it was worth it.
I do feel, as well, an obligation to keep telling those stories. It’s a history that should not be repeated. I would not wish it on my worst enemy.
We all deserve to be treated with respect and humanity. That is something completely lost in the teachings of Hubbard.