A good friend told me that we go through life like a fish swimming through water.
That others, for their own reasons, throw "barbs" out there....they name call, they hate, they pass judgment, they criticize.
Like a fish we can pass through a maze of angler's lures, ignoring the barbs and hooks. Or we can bite and then began the struggle for affirmation.
When others state something as if it is true, even though my ears burn in shame and my cheeks fill with blood and my every molecule burns with desire to scream and rail and deny it, holler "it isn't true", the moment I deviate from my path to defend my honor, I have accepted the barb. I have allowed the hook to be placed into my mouth and now fight to be back where I was doing what I was doing.
How much better would it be if I could see the futility of refuting their base accusations. If I could but know that their power to harm me lies only in my giving it to them. If I neglect response will it truly bounce off my scales as if it had no teeth.
It was ever thus to me. I always benefited if I was willing to let their words pass from their lips unheeded. Indeed, they join the cacophony of the multitude and their words become lost in the wind. An impotent prophet with no clear message. As for myself...I am beautifully armored with my fish scales...FUCK THEM.