I'm wondering to myself when is it okay to talk about another.We don't beat ourselves when we have something nice to say,that's for sure.  Maybe I will just simply leave Sylvia Brown's name out of it.
   I work nights (not much) last night on my favorite radio show, I was treated to 3 hours of her talking at (I will not say "to" because she wasn't even acknoweledging the interviewer).  Every other word was "me " or "I".  There seemed to be no heart involved.  This was shocking to me in particular.
  As I walk a chosen path that moves away from be-ing a "working" psychic towards a path strewn with Heart like flowers,I realise I have made a right choice and a choice others might not even consider,with the attraction of fame for the ego.
    Durring the fate-ful interview,things were said such as"if someone tells you they see auras,tell them to go to the eye doctor because III don't see them so they don't exist".(exact quote).
   Again I'm wondering what base instinct is being served in me that I want/need to say things about her.  It is true she is very famous and success-full,I'm sure,but when I went to her site to see if I could email her with my thoughts,and i assure you I would have been nice,there was a huge banner saying she will not read any emails and the only way to talk with her was to schedule an appointment.  All I wanted to ask her was some questions about her path,and to tell her 1 thing,which would have been,Sylvia,be-ing psychic isn't the end all,it's the beginning-all of growth.  It's not about telling others,it's about hearing Heart.
       But here I am telling.
Anyone reading this,please respond with your thoughts,I am at a quandry between how I feel and what it's ok to say in this confusing world of a partially open Heart that doesn't know how or even when to zip it.
Love Bob


as in all things like the above missive,  I know what I said says more of me than of anyone I appeared to be bashing.  I truely didn't want to come across in that way.If anyone reading this would respond,I really am wondering what this may say about me.Because,when I really get honest,i truely see that for me,it is all about me,and for you,you.  Let's be easy with us.
Love Bob

Dear Bob,
I guess I will have to admit you are not the first to judge Sylvia for her lack of tact as I have said some comments about how she reacts to the world, but in all fairness I guess it is hard to maintain a balance to not judge someone in the spotlight.

Maybe that is the problem though as influence hits those that are gifted, they become more used to defending rather than give. 
How many times do you yourself defend what you sense?  The fact that her 'confidence' rules her judgment is not necessarily a bad feature though it does get tiresome at times to try to find the right and just leader to mime. 
I am reminded though of the extreme of a personality though that demands that others adorn you with gifts of income to assure that your success survives rather than have to work to attain what you wish in life.  Sometimes the ego is the crux of the destruction of the base.  When we let our egos loose to rule us, then we will find that no amount of glory or money will ever stop the self debasing fears of attainment.  If we fail to ask ourselves if 'we are all that?' , then shame on us, for the meek shall inherit the earth.
In one voice we have to remind the world that yes we have gifts, but by voicing that fact we are stirring up envy.  When we tier ourselves, and think we are above or below any fellow human being, we are up for grabs of judgment. 
Sylvia cannot bother me, because I have seen the faces of solace that she implants on others that she does help.  The bottom line is we should try to find empathy for the shoes we look at as we will never quite understand all the scuffs on the surface let alone the scars under that leather.  When someone has to assert and demand the 'me' of them, it just is saying outloud the fears that reside within.  As Shakespear said 'thou protesth too much me thinks.'
In other words if you have to scream at me that in 'my' world, yours is more of a toil than my struggle, I would step back and say yes it probably is rather than cause you more self doubt. 
Every 'star' has to draw lines of acceptance.  It is unfortunate that the lines have to be given, but such is life. 
We all have lines in our lives of what we allow to influence us.  Some of us try as we might to help all unconditionally, but even I draw lines.  I have a lady who is my age, has heart issues, her twin sister is dying of cancer, and she is going back for a doctorate degree in her spare time.  She is constantly 'falling apart and wishes assurances that she will be okay in life.  If I allowed it she would im me each day to ask for the words each moment that she will be okay rather than take charge of her life more so and have faith.  She fell in love with a younger man online and when he said that he did not have time for her, she used that as another excuse to berate herself.  She judges life in this light, if you do not make her important or care about her constant miseries, then she has no value in life and does not deserve to live.  In other words you are to blame for her misery or joy of feeling better about herself.
She spends more time online in reading rooms trying to befriend the gifted so that one of them may see the brightness so she does not have to look so far within herself to find a reason to turn the lights on.  There are not enough words in the world to make her do what is hers to do. 
So, when she follows me to a room and shares her hug, I usually go on and help who I am helping after I hug her, and then slowly disappear or get involved with others rather than give her her fair share.  We know from giving that we sometimes get tired of talking to deaf eyes.  Perhaps here the message is for us to just look inside and find those features of others that trip our trigger and understand why, let alone if we can relate to how it got to that point.  But the warning to us is to never feel that we have outgrown the stroller either.
I still give this lady messages when she comes in.  But they are not long or detailed anymore.  They are simple by just saying I love you too.  I understand the circle and maybe that is all we can say to some. 
Sylvia serves a purpose.  Those that feel they can make a difference in life by talking to her and paying the fees, will feel their money well spent.  I have to just remember she is NOT GOD.
That the wisdom that she feels is true to her, is not always the same as mine, and that is good because the perfect mirror is not out there for any of us.  We are all just a piece of the pie, a speck of dirt that is coheseive forming the earth.  Diversity is the peace, and the miracle.
If any of you have time, please add to my comments and Bob's.
Life is one big huge question mark of thinking and analysis for us all to explore to become more or less.
Have a great thinking weekend.
Love,

Peggy
          

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