My tribe… family, friends, neighbors, teachers, and clergy… never asked me who I was or what I wanted to be.
Being “normal”… in other words, being like THEM, was simply expected… an unspoken expectation that absorbed me as I absorbed it… like the water I drank and air I breathed.
At home, I was trained to dress, talk, and do as my parents thought best.
At school, I dutifully recited the pledge of allegiance and jumped through every hoop lest I be sent to the principal’s office.
At church, I learned that “my“ church was the one true church. How could it not be better and truer than all the other churches?
And so life went on day after day for thousands of days.
And nobody asked WHY… me included.
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