“The only truly humane person is the one who admits that he is a rascal.” Alan Watts
For as long as I can remember, I’ve had a problem with people who considered themselves to be “good”, blameless, or spiritually advanced. To me, they were the ones who always seemed the most critical, judgemental, and also the most humorless. People who believe that they are holding the rest of us to a higher standard of conduct, always seem a bit menacing below the surface. This is one of the reasons that I generally don’t get involved with groups of clergy. I’ve tried that, and it seemed like a gathering of people all hell-bent on convincing everyone else in the group that they were the most selfless. I believe that it was Jung who said that we are all capable of great good and great harm.
There is an expression, “Get off your high-horse.” I’m not sure where this originated but I like it. I began watching a TV show called, Once Upon A Time, and found that the characters who I enjoyed the most were the ones who were not so sugary sweet or apologizing constantly for not being good enough. I think it is time to be real, to laugh, to play with life and to drop the hard and fast rules about who is good/bad, nice/mean, kind/unkind. If I have to be the good one, then in my mind, I’ve created a bad one. I’ve created someone to fight.
I’m not advocating indulging those petty, mean, or vengeful thoughts but admitting them, at least to ourselves? Bringing them into the light of conscious awareness so we can notice what our minds conjure up? Being real? Laughing at ourselves and admitting that we can be rascals? I say Amen to that!