The Beautiful Mask

Masks

If you went to a counselor, for an important reason, and they were wearing a clown suit with the name tag “Bucky” on their shoulder, would you take their advice?

If you bought a product, which was designed to improve your health for a serious condition, and the packaging had polka dots on it, and it was called “Get Ya Better,”  would you trust the results?

If you read a book that gave you important tips for survival in the wild, and the cover was done by crayons and the writer’s name was “Pooh Bear,” would you feel safe on your next hiking trip?

I suppose some would answer yes to all of the above questions.

But, I wouldn’t.

Because, to me, I can’t accept information that is supposedly true, if the means by which I receive it is false.

I suppose I should get to the point of this article.  And, I don’t want to step on anyone’s toes by writing it.

To all the spiritual teachers who write their important information on the internet:

Although when the internet was new, and fresh, there was a valid reason for anonymous chat names.  But, times have changed.  Integrity is vital when sharing your information.

And, your information is vital.

Please consider one of your first revelations in your training, which was designed to alleviate your fear.  Please dispose of your beautiful masks, and come out into the open.

Our world needs your truth.

Our world needs your information.

And, if you don’t drop your mask first, and claim your own freedom from fear, how can you possibly expect anyone else to overcome their own?

8 Responses to “The Beautiful Mask”

  1. Rosemary Says:

    Thank you for addressing this. I have stopped reading any blogs whose authors do not use their real name because I have to question who is writing it, the validity of the information and the intention behind it.

  2. The day I first posted my picture, they took away my clown shoes; which was kind of sad, because I enjoyed blogging as a fool. I was always a good wise guy, and never much of a wise man. Yet I knew all the clowning with friends would have to end, if I were ever to be taken seriously by anyone.

  3. The situation kind of speaks for itself, overall, I think. People used to worry about being stalked on the internet, so they donned masks and false names. Now, they keep them, so that they won’t lose touch with old friends.

    But, on the other hand, if you’re sharing important information that the world is relying on, in order to evolve, it might be a good idea to examine using your real name.

    It’s just my opinion, for what it’s worth.

  4. While I do know one person who thought she had a stalking problem. The real reason for the odd names we use goes way back to the CB craze of the 70’s, when my mother was one of those CB nuts, with a great big whip antenna on the back of her little car. As most first names being so common everyone used HANDELS, to keep from being confused with all the other Tom, Dick and Harry’s. It was much the same in the early days of the Internet. I was given the name keeper, by my very first friend on the Internet, the “Addled Writer”; Aka Caren Lissner.
    Nowadays we have pictures and I seldom need to use the Keeper.
    No matter what name I use; I’m still the same old fool.

  5. Great topic. I feel that everything I do i my life is what I will be remembered and judged by as my life effort. I feel this about my thoughts, my actions and my words. My goal is to be authentic (not perfect) in all that I think, do and create. Know me by the things that come from me, in all forms. This is why there is no alias or… What I put out will be returned to me. If I have to plant a seed and reap its growth, why not plant a seed I like?

  6. Good point, Lloyd. When I look at your site, I feel integrity streaming out of it. I’m glad you have no mask, so I can give credit – where it is due.

  7. Nothing profound Says:

    My blog has my actual name, but in discussions I use nothingprofound. I love that name because it perfectly conveys how lightly I take myself and what I have to say. I like to think my words have some beauty and maybe some value, but there’s no sense in taking it all too seriously.

  8. I think it makes a lot of sense…

    Just my opinion.

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