Racial-Microaggression - what is it??

This article is in response to the many comments about my post stating Trump i teaching racism to our kids.

It is a personal story of my own experience of subconscious biases we all have including President Trump (it is my hope that my postings stimulate conversation of substance not conflict and helps breakdown the racial tensions.)

WOULD I LOVE MY MOTHER ANY LESS IF SEE WAS GROSSLY FAT? (from a previous post.)

This post is a rather personal one, in regard to my growth as a person and the aspect of all the hate and discontent that is too prevalent today in the media.

The Day I realized my own sub-conscious bias were destroying me, was the day I saw a very large woman board a bus I was riding. As this woman boarded the bus, I could not help but notice she was wearing those skin-tight type of yoga/spandex type of pants.

My mind immediately started to think (my body language very loudly speaking to her,) God doesn’t she know how stupid those pants look, doesn’t she know how ugly she looks, doesn’t she know that those pants, only make her look fatter??

I KNEW SHE KNEW WHAT I WAS THINKING…BECAUSE MY OWN BODY LANGAUGE WAS SCREAMING THESE THOUGHTS AT HER.

Her own body language was screaming back at me (who the fuck are you to judge me, when you don’t even know me.) I also immediately knew she was a mother, because her body language told me so, and I didn’t need confirmation of this from her.

At that point in time, I was overcome with a huge sense of quilt…and at the same time the thought of my own mother popped into my head.

I HAD TO ASK MYSLF THIS SIMPLE YET VERY POWERFUL QUESTION,” WOULD I LOVE MY MOTHER ANY LESS IF SHE, WERE INSANLEY FAT, over 300 plus pounds?” AND THE IMMEDIATE ANSWER TO THAT NAGGING QUESTION WAS OF COURSE NOT.

How could I ever love my own mother any less if, she loves me her own son, for all my faults, all my mistakes, all the times I have embarrassed her, all my failures etc, etc.

So, there you have it my lesson in my own judgement of others and self. That day forever changed my life!! (I still struggle today with this automatic form of judging that we have all trained ourselves and allowed others to train us too,) but I am less on auto-pilot today.

I have gone through terrible, terrible experiences of this type of judging by others and my own judging of self, in the last 3 years due to my own health concerns and issues.

So, when persons display so publicly their hate, discontent of others, I have to, just have too ask them how can you hate someone, so much (based on what most often you don’t understand or know,) a person’s skin color, faith, religion, culture, gender, sexuality, language etc, etc…and the overwhelming answer I get is that people really don’t know why they hate.

Enclosing I am writing this post today, because I know that as we get closer to Christmas etc; a good majority of us will be making judgments of even our own family members. Why is this I ask you??

One of my favorite movies to watch at this time of year is “Uncle Buck.” The movies staring the late actor John Candy, were he is judged by the very size of who he is, the lack of who he is etc; etc; in this movie though we learn very valuable lessons from those we least expect to.

Thanks for reading, and please think before you speak (think about others.)