WE ARE DIFFERENT. THERE ARE BETTER AND THERE ARE WORSE. WHAT IS THE PROBLEM?
We will live in superiority and inferiority complexes when we do not accept and overcome the differences between human beings.
No human being either is or can be equal to another. Even two twins are different. No two fingerprints are the same. Even if there were trillions of human beings there would be no two that are equal. Looking at it this way means recognising the enormous respect that existence has in making us so unique and unrepeatable. This individuality is the greatest treasure we have. It is what makes us different to others.
The problem can arise with the creative source or with others, and sometimes with both. It happens with the creative source when we reject what we are. When we do not accept part or all that has been given to us. Sometimes skin colour, sex, height or body measurements. Other times it is our personality, character or temperament. We often transfer this rejection to our parents because we attribute what we are to them, their genetics or their way of having educated us. Other times we reject what we have to live; something that has happened to us, some trauma or injury that we can not accept. In all these cases there is a break with the external source of our existence.
Many people, instead of arguing with the creative source, enter into arguments with others because they are different. Usually the problem arises when the other is better. When they shine more than I do, when they are more splendid, original, vital or charismatic. When you notice that they generate more attraction, that they are stronger, more good-looking, more intelligent or more capable. When their grace and charm surpasses mine. In this case the conflict is personal and operational rather than existential, although there may be a deeper conflict behind it.
Many people are comfortable with how they have been created and what they have received. But when they start to compare what they don’t have with what they see in others, that is when the jealousy, envy and resentment that underlies this perception arise.
The black race was considered for the first time when it was possible to accept the idea that not all men are the same but that they are equal before the law. Abraham Lincoln led this campaign of deep social understanding that made it possible to start treating black people the same as white people. He was a leader of racial equality. Although white people believed (and believe) themselves to be superior, they accepted the idea that they should be treated equally by law. It was a great advance in humanity.
This idea created a fundamental division in the understanding of differences and equality. In other words, we are equal before life, before existence, before creation, but not before other living beings. Not only am I different from my dog, but I am different from other writers, I am different from other human beings, very inferior to others, far superior to others. I occupy a certain place in existence. I have been given a position to occupy in the business of life, and the day I die or resign no one will be able to cover my position. It is irreplaceable. There is no possibility that anyone else can occupy my place, simply because I am unique. This is wonderful for coming into harmony with who we are.
Humans are not all the same. Some bring things from the beyond that are notoriously different and special. Others are so prone to conditioning that they can not even access what they have brought. They have forgotten what they are and what they have. They even create a life based on what they are not, leaving aside their authentic essence, due perhaps to not knowing it or due to having forgotten it. I was eating with my daughter Amelys and her mother Paula and she asked me what had she brought that is only hers? I replied: “That love that you have for animals. You are passionate about your cats, your dog and your horse. Mama and I have not brought that, that’s yours and allows you to have a relationship with the animals that you enjoy a lot and that are your friends. “Her eyes lit up and she said: “Yes, that’s mine.” But the conversation had just begun. Then she asked me what other things she had brought and I said to her: “Not everything is yours. You have collected some things from this life, from your parents, from experiences”. She asked me “What things?” And I said: “For example, you are confrontational like me, and you are respectful like your mother”. And she said something tremendous, that reached deep into my heart. She said to me: “I brought that too, it’s mine. If you are confrontational it is a coincidence that we are both like that. And if mother is as respectful as me that is a coincidence. I am me and you are you, do not confuse us. “This statement upset all of my conclusions. It took me a whole month to rethink everything about what we are and what we bring. And this I will share in my next post: “THE THEORY OF A 9 YEAR OLD GIRL”. Even the things we have in common are different.
Alberto José Varela