Re: The eyes have it
OK, here goes. I realize that the potential to enflame some is HUGE but I've been thinking about this now for many hours. First of all, the comment of Torarota's about spitting venom or whatever sent chills up my spine. I was frankly shocked!
I've never felt that Lyra was intending to lump people into a box and therefore only befriend those in box A or condemn those in box B. Tom explained it quite well.
What fractures me is that IF we come from the perspective that we CHOOSE where/how/when/and to whom we incarnate then to get outraged over sterotyping is to PERHAPS fail to be awake and aware of some lessons from this life.
PLEASE, do not misread this into a blanket carte blanche for prejudice. It is not.
In order to give an example, I'm going to move over to something perhaps a little less upsetting.
A friend of mine has a Down's child. This has been, as possibly imagined, quite difficult for the family. The child is now 12, with 2 younger brothers. Going places is tough. People stare. People make snide comments. etc.
My former teacher said that "retarded and/or down's children are the 'forgotten orphans' and that they knowingly 'gave up a lifetime,' so that their siblings and parents could learn lessons they needed to learn."
Whether or not this is true...it seems real enough to me.
Making a leap into physical sterotypes including religion, background, education background of parents, economic background, race, looks and eye color....(etc.)
IF we decide our incarnations are for our needed lessons AND those around us - then it seems to me that righteous indignation is a bit silly if not a huge energy drain.
IF some people are still prejudiced by color, religion, beauty/ugly, rich/poor then it's their "problem" is it not?...and yelling at a rattlesnake has never stopped it from biting.
One of my favorite writers and women is Maya Angelou, her books (autobiographical) made me laugh, weep and grow up. AND, her books showed me parts of her world which I knew nothing about. She showed me...not by yelling at me to stop being prejudiced but by showing me her soul, and her world.
Warm regards,
Christine