Nobody Is Born Racist

nobody is born racistAs I was sitting down in the comfort of my own home browsing Facebook, I came across this image of three children hugging…two black and one white. Then it hit me.

Black…

White…

Labels.

Why do we have to label everything we see? Why can’t we just accept each other as we are? We are all human, we all have a heart, we all have a soul.

Sometimes we tend to point our fingers at those who discriminate others based on colour, religion, sexual orientation, culture…when if we look within, we may be discriminating without even realising it.

I never saw black people as inferior or different than me. In fact I always make it a point to have a smile on my face ready for every single person, child and animal that I come across with every single day with the aim to spread love and happiness to all…then I realise that even by mentioning the term ‘black people’ I am automatically suggesting differences, which shouldn’t be.

I am writing this post today to share with all of you what I have realised today.

If we yearn for change within the way we perceive others, we shouldn’t wait for others to change, but we should work on our own perception on the matter. We cannot keep labelling people as white, black, Christian, Muslim, gay etc…we are all one. We are all one and the same. We all have feelings, and we all have the ultimate goal to make the most out of our lives.

Children are not born racists. It is up to us mothers, fathers, guardians, to teach our children to treat each other in the same way they want themselves to be treated no matter who they are or what they look like.

We shouldn’t just wait for the world to change…we must BE THE CHANGE. It starts with each and every one of us.

As usual my guides gave me a beautiful song to go with the subject I’m blogging about today. While searching for a video of this song I came across a masterpiece.

It was back in January 28th 1985 when over 35 very talented performers got together to create this beautiful masterpiece, without even counting the behind-the-scenes minds that helped in creating it. The result was astounding.

Apart from the wonderful result which you can view in the video I posted below, it shows that when we do get together irrespective of how different we are from each other, we can create something beautiful.

Think about how better the World will be when we all finally join hands and work towards a better life for all. We are all one. Let’s make magic together. Let us all light up our hearts guided by the compassion we all have within us, and reach out to all our brothers and sisters, creating strong bridges, heart to heart.

 

Much love & light to all xxx

 

We Are The World – Michael Jackson

 

There comes a time when we need a certain call
When the world must come together as one
There are people dying
Oh, and it’s time to lend a hand to life
The greatest gift of all

We can’t go on pretending day by day
That someone, somehow will soon make a change
We’re all a part of God’s great big family
And the truth – you know love is all we need

We are the world, we are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
so let’s start giving
There’s a choice we’re making
We’re saving our own lives
It’s true we’ll make a better day
Just you and me

Well, send them you your heart
So they know that someone cares
And their lives will be stronger and free
As God has shown us
By turning stone to bread
And so we all must lend a helping hand

We are the world, we are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
so let’s start giving
There’s a choice we’re making
We’re saving our own lives
It’s true we’ll make a better day
Just you and me

When you’re down and out
There seems no hope at all
But if you just believe
There’s no way we can fall
Well, well, well, let’s realize
That one change can only come
When we stand together as one

We are the world, we are the children
We are the ones who make a brighter day
so let’s start giving
There’s a choice we’re making
We’re saving our own lives
It’s true we’ll make a better day
Just you and me

To Mums & Dads…Advice from an Outcast Daughter

mums and dads of outcastDear mums and dads,

I am dedicating my post to you today…

I am a wife, a mother and a daughter, but today I come to you as a daughter, currently experiencing emotional pain, feeling labelled as an ‘outcast’ by those I love so much.

See, I am thirty years old as I write this. I have my own kids. All my life I’ve felt I was different. I could feel spirits from a young age, but when I asked questions, I never got answers. Having been brought into a strictly Christian Catholic Religion, spirit related issues were always seen as ‘devil’s work’.

As I continued to grow up I kept trying to ignore what I was seeing and mostly feeling. I played along, I had to. What option did I have? I lived my life based on what it was ‘expected’ of me to do. I made choices depending on what those I loved so much would want me to choose. I came to a point where I couldn’t even think clearly and choose an option. All my life had been based on what makes others happy, and by doing this I lost myself in the process. I got to a point where I didn’t even know who I am anymore.

It was only almost a year ago when I got this urge within me to seek answers to all questions I have had all my life. I was fortunate enough to meet amazingly helpful people who provided me with information that contained answers to all questions I have had all my life since I was just a small girl.

Nobody forced me to believe anything, Nobody told me what I should do and shouldn’t do. I started listening to the voice inside my heart, following my intuition. The more I followed it, the more I started to accept my past as a tough road that brought me to where I am today, allowing myself to ride each tide that came along, finally getting a glimpse of of who I really am.

Today as I write this post, I feel a pain inside my heart because those who I believed to be who would love me unconditionally have turned their backs on me. Why? Because I am a Medium.

Now don’t get me wrong, I have to say now, I am NOT writing this to get self-pity. I don’t see myself as a victim. Not at all. I believe that everything happens for a reason, and I felt compelled to write this post and share my experience so that I can possibly touch the heart of a parent of another ‘outcast’ like me.

self acceptanceYou, reading this post…if there is something you feel is unacceptable within your kids, think. Try to see things from their point of view. Would you rather they be happy than live their life based on fearing what you think of them? Do not feel guilty for their choices. You may have taught them differently, true, but they still should have the freedom to seek their own paths, find their own way. Let them be themselves. If they made it visible to you in the first place, it was because they were seeking your approval, yearning for your blessing on them choosing their paths. If you do not approve of what they do, it’s okay. You can let them know but never keep them from seeking their own path. What to you seems to be the ONLY viable path, may seem an alley in their eyes.

As I write this, I remember the words that someone I care about wrote to me when I was little…

Always Be Yourself

Words are only a scribble if you still stand in the way of self expression.

What do you see when you look at your kids?

To those who see me as an outcast today, I tell them this…

Yes I may seem an outcast to you. You may think I’m “the devil’s worshipper”, you may think I’ve gone bad, I need salvation, I’m a witch, I’ve gone crazy, I need guidance, I need help to get me back on the right path. If this is what you seek to see in me, then so be it.

Truth is, I love God, I love Jesus, I love Mother Mary, I love the Archangels, I love the Angels. I can connect with them, I can feel them near when I ask for their help. I experience their abundant unconditional love. I talk to loved ones on the other side as if theyre in the same room I am in. I love and feel connected with all living things around me. I look up at the sky each morning and feel grateful for being alive. I start each day praying God to put me in the same path of those I can help in any way. I stop to tie an old lady’s untied shoes if I have to. I pick up a caterpillar if I see it in a place prone to be squished by accident. I console a stranger if I see him/her crying because through empathy I feel their pain and genuinely feel a need to help them through being compassionate.

I love being a mother. I love looking into my children’s eyes knowing I love them unconditionally, no matter what they do or what path they choose, I will always be there no matter what.

I would love to be a daughter who is accepted and loved unconditionally, no matter how weird I may seem. Yes I can feel spirits, yes I can talk to them. No they’re not the devil in disguise. I love that I have made other people happy by giving them proof that I was really connected with their own loved ones, telling them things only they knew about. All I do I do it with one purpose in mind…to ease the pain of those in need.

I am who I am. I embrace myself the way I am because all I do I do it out of pure love.

To you, mums and dads. Do hear this plea. Accept your kids the way they are. Love them for who they grow up to be. Be there for them no matter what. Even if society may see them as outcasts, stand by them.

Being an outcast, such as a medium, a psychic, a healer, embracing a different religion, being dark skinned, gay, punk or whatever doesn’t change the fact that everybody has a heart and yearns to be loved and accepted. So next time you meet an outcast, do reach out or smile, because you may be offering much yearned-for love, compassion and acceptance to someone who has so much to offer to the world through his or her uniqueness.

I’ll leave you with this beautiful song from Disney’s Hunchback of Notre Dame…God Help The Outcasts xxx

Love &  Light to You & Yours,

Claire