Zero Tolerance....

“Living in a material world and I am a material girl...  You know that we are living in a material world and I am a material girl”–Material Girl sang by Madonna in the 1980’s. This was once, a long time ago (yes, I have just given my age away... just keep thinking “good wine”!) one of my all time favourite songs.  Now almost forty light years later a penny dropped and instead of singing along at the top of my voice in my top of the charts shower voice, I see an entirely different message in these lyrics, along with a thread (think double weaved thick rope) of reality ringing true.

In a materialistic world of make believe and preconceived ideas, it is relativity rather almost definitely, a common fact that we lose track of reality from time to time.  We rely and almost depend on the superheros of our lives to swoop in and fix whatever it is that is broken with some or another wonder quick fix.  I too, have the tendency to function in this manner from time to time, in fact until very recently it was set script for my role in my own true life movie called ‘Life’. I, like many others I presume, was sold to the illusion of a make believe world, going through the motions daily,wearing rose tinted glasses, believing every fabrication I could muster of how I would like my world to be.  If something in my world broke, I would simply wait on whichever superhero was featuring as the lead role of my fantasia world at that time.  The more I enjoyed the wonderland I constructed for myself, the further I would fall down the rabbit hole.  In this whimsical wonderland of wishful thinking, I could adapt and change my role (always the role of leading lady, obviously) to suit whichever scene I would find myself in.  Always the damsel in distress, lapping up the attention of whoever was giving it at the time, I relished in the victim mentality that had become my comfort zone.  I was continuously romanticizing the reality of what it really is in... well, reality. Until one day someone pointed out to me, in a not-so-gentle manner that I tend to thrive on drama.

   Now see, I do tend to dramatize somewhat, I am a tad eccentric, and over-the-top, as some would say.  I think in pictures and dream in vivid colours and more often than not speak my mind before placing my harsh-word-extractor-filter in place, ensuring a to be continued scenario where I pack my pride away and admit that I may have stressed my point a little too strongly, inflicting some hurt.  Words can be venomous. I learnt this at a very young age when I was teased and bullied mercilessly during my years in primary school.  As a child I was always a little bit odd I guess and it is a known fact that when we don’t understand something (or someone), we tend to view it with critical eyes.  I never talk about my ordeal during those younger years as I am a grown woman now and know that saying (said to death),  “kids will be kids”.  It was only recently that I was reminded of how cruel bullying is and the deep emotional scars it leaves; scars that we carry with us into our adulthood and more often than not, leaves us a little bit (or maybe a lot) insecure. 

   Occasionally we may even find ourselves been  bullied again, but in a whole new different way with a brand new label for bullying, the word being, “abused”.  The difference now, however is that we (somewhere between the then and now) developed a functional brain along with the ability to stop the said abuse/bullying.  We have the power and even the ability to either prolong the agony of the deterioration of your own self image or to put a stop to the madness all together.  The reality is that people will only treat you the way you allow them to treat you.  If you are tired of being treated like a doormat, then pick yourself up off the floor.  Only you can change your world.  Only you can be responsible for yourself. Nobody can respect you if you have no respect for yourself.  Nobody can love you if you don’t love yourself first.  Nobody can recognize your worth, if you can’t see it for yourself first. Nobody can make you happy if you can’t be happy with and by yourself.

If you want to see a change in your world, then you need to BE the change in your world.  First and foremost take responsibility for the well being of yourself; by doing that you can be a blessing to not only your world, but to the whole world as well. 

Remember to always attract what you expect, reflect what you desire, become what you respect and mirror what you admire. 

Glitter greetings (and all things shiny)

Bohemian B