When seeking the virtue of truth, the most important piece of truth we can discover is that we have always done our best. Given the circumstances of our lives, given the fact that we have powerful sexual drives that demand to be heard, given the fact that we have to balance our desires with our relationships, we have to accept the fact that we did the best we could under the circumstances. There is no need for guilt, there is no need for shame.
I finally have reached this level of consciousness where I not only mouth the words, but I actually accept and believe that I am a good human being. One hot summer afternoon as I did my daily journey through the deserts of Arizona, I finally understood self forgiveness and its effect on self-love. I was finally free to leave my desert. There was no blame, no shame, no need for guilt. All just was. I was finally free to accept the whole and comforting meaning of forgiveness. I was free to forgive myself for all the mistakes I had made, for all the wrong I had done, for all the wrongs that had been done to me. I was free to return to the world of warm moist winds and rich green life.
Ode to the Tree
Forgiveness comes like an October snowfall,
That quietly settles, one flake at a time, on the dead grass,
Covering the barren ground with pure soft white crystals,
A cool white shroud on summer’s passionate past.
Feelings fall forgotten like frail dead leaves
Without purpose and life beneath the white;
They are discarded bits of vanity and vitality,
Having fulfilled their purpose on the tree of life.
Yet, I remain in my state of shock like the tree,
Stripped of its drive, purpose, and ability to grow,
Thrusting my life blood back down into my roots,
Away from the cold November winds that blow.
But I still live, and I still feel, and I can still dream.
I know that those discarded feelings beneath the pain,
In time shall break down and nurture growth, new life,
When the warm spring sun shines overhead again.
And those feelings like last years living leaves
Have contributed their substances to make me strong;
Their scars have become next year’s branching points,
New life made ready for a new season with a new song.
Like most bisexuals, I truly hate and avoid being political when it comes to my sexual life. Like most bisexuals, I get my pleasure when and where I can, struggle with being honest with myself and others, and prepare myself as best I can for facing the consequences of my actions. As a bisexual, I do not judge others because I do not want them to judge me. But it is time to leave the cocoon and speak out, to be compassionate, and to care for the well-being of my brothers and sisters in their LGBTQ communities.![SHIRT & TIE [small] (final)](https://bi-ed.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/07/shirt-tie-small-final.jpg?w=93&h=99)
In the past,
I finally found an easy to do on-line test based on the Kinsey Scale. I have been interested in doing one for a long time but had difficulty finding one. This was my reading:
The key to living a happy and fulfilling life as a bisexual is to know your higher self. Our sexuality is really a combination of body and mind. The body is neutral; if just follows its biological urges. The mind or ego does all the evaluation and judging and that is where the confusion and pain comes in. The higher self is who we are beyond mind and body. This part of our self has to
A friend of mine and a fellow psychologist, who is married to a woman but considers himself as strictly gay, has told me emphatically that there is no such thing as a bisexual. According to him, science indicates that you have to be either attracted to men or women but biologically you cannot be attracted to both. He bases his beliefs on the rat studies of the 1980’s involving the use or hormone injections and more recent studies that seem to link gay or heterosexual orientation to the mother’s hormone production during pregnancy. In either case, to him, it seems to be either or, but not both.
I wish you all a Merry Christmas and I give you this present. For those of you who are young – enjoy. For those of you from my generation – enjoy even more. Be conscious or just how precious these good moment really are.