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Jumping Mouse The Native way of teaching, and passing of knowledge and wisdom was usually done through stories and story telling. One of the stories that they shared with me was a story about Jumping Mouse. I do not want to interpret the story for you because the meaning and essence of the story will resonate with each of you differently. Native teachings generally do not tell you what you should think, they leave the thinking up to you. I realize this story is lengthy, but give it a go! Please feel free to share your thoughts on this story. Jumping Mouse -- This is a Plains Indian Sundance story. Author unknown…. One time there was a mouse who lived with other mice and this little mouse kept hearing a roaring in his ears. He couldn't figure out what it was. All the time, everywhere he went, as he went about his mouse's business, his little whiskers going, looking into nooks and crannies, gathering things, taking seeds from one place to another, he kept hearing this roaring and he wondered what it was. Sometimes he would ask the other mice, "I hear this roaring in my ears, what is it?" And the other mice always said, "We don't hear anything. You must be crazy, get back to work. Accumulate!" So, he got back to work, being a mouse, and did all the things that mice do, but he couldn't get the roaring out of his ears and finally he resolved that he would try to find out what it was. Very timidly he went just to the edge of where the mice were living around the roots of trees and bushes. As soon as he got outside of where the mice lived, he saw a raccoon and the racoon said, "Hello, little brother," and he looked up and said, "Hello, brother." And he said, "You know, I hear this roaring in my ears all the time and I wonder what it is." The racoon said, "Oh, that's easy. I know what that is, that's the great river and I go there every day to wash my food." Little Mouse was really excited because this was the first time that anyone had ever said that what he heard was real and so he started scheming in his mouse's way about how he would take the proof back to all the other mice and then they wouldn't think he was strange anymore. So racoon said, "Yes, I'll take you to the river," and little mouse followed along behind him. Finally, they got to the edge of the great river, to a little eddy on the great river, but little mouse had never seen anything like that before in his life, this fantastic expanse of water. Where mice live the only water they see is rainwater and dew. They don't see big bodies of water, and to little mouse it was just immense and he timidly went up to the edge of the water. He looked in and he freaked because he saw a mouse in there! He jumped back but nothing happened and he looked again and he saw, yes, it's a mouse in there. He'd seen his own reflection for the first time. The racoon led him down to the bank of the river and at one place he put his hand in and tasted the water and finally the racoon said, "I have to go about my business and find food and wash it in the river, but I'll take you to a friend of mine." So, racoon took little mouse to his brother, Frog. There was a big green frog sitting on the edge of the river, sort of half in and half out. Little mouse said to him, "Hello, brother," and the frog replied, "Hello, brother." And they talked for awhile and the frog told him all about his life, about how he had been given the gift to live half in the water and half out of the water. He was all green on top and white underneath. He told little mouse, "When thunderbird flies you will always find me here but when winter- man comes I will be gone." That sounded pretty good to little mouse and then the frog said to him, "Do you want a medicine?" Little mouse said, "Sure, I'd like a medicine, yes." And then the frog said, "O. K., just crouch down as low as you can get and then jump up as high as you can jump." So little mouse did that. He got down as low as he could go and then he jumped up as high as a mouse could jump. And when he jumped up he saw the sacred mountains and then he fell back down and fell into the water. Nothing like this had ever happened to him before and he scurried out of the water and he was really mad. He said, "You tricked me, that's no medicine, I fell in the water." And the frog said, "Yes, you fell in the water. You're wet. But you're safe, you're alive, aren't you?" And little mouse said, "Yes, I am." And the frog said to him, "What did you see when you jumped up?" Little mouse said, "Oh, yes, yes. I saw the sacred mountains." And the frog said to him, "You have a new name. Your name is Jumping Mouse." Jumping Mouse thanked the frog for having taught him and then he says, "It's time to go back to my people. I want to tell them about the sacred mountains." He has really changed. Instead of saying, "I want to prove to those bastards that the river really exists," now he is just excited. He's seen the sacred mountains and he wants to go back and share his vision with his people. He speaks in innocence because he has learned from the frog. He wants to go back in innocence to tell them about it, and in innocence he will be able to return. The frog tells him, "It's easy to go back to your people. Just keep the sound of the river behind you. The roaring that you heard is now your medicine. You know what it is and you can return to your people." Mice are unable to go in a straight line because they can see close but with the medicine behind him Jumping Mouse can return. He has always heard it, but now he can navigate by it, he has a direction. Jumping Mouse keeps the medicine behind him and goes back to where the other mice are living. He says to them, "You know that roaring in my ears? It was the great river and racoon took me there and I met a frog. The frog gave me a medicine and I jumped up and I saw the sacred mountains." But they looked at him really strangely because he was all wet. He had forgotten entirely about falling in the river but they started whispering among themselves. They said, "An animal must have had him in its mouth. There must be something wrong with him. There must be some pollution, something terrible that he was in the jaws of death and wasn't taken. Very dangerous person." They didn't even hear what he said about the sacred mountains. Poor Jumping Mouse was just crestfallen at this because he had really wanted to tell them about what he had seen so they could see it too, but they couldn't. You cannot see through the eyes of another without giving him your eyes, and they were unable to do that. He stayed with them for a while because they were his people, but finally he resolved that he would go on and find the sacred mountains. He told them about his resolve and they said, "You're insane, you can't do it, the spots will get you." They knew, all mice know, that out on the prairie eagles can swoop down and get mice. But mice do not know eagles. They are too distant from them and so they only see them as spots in the sky. They can see close into the little things of the earth but when they look up and far away, they only see spots. And this is a paradox, but eagles when they are close to the ground only see things as a blur. The mice's fear of spots is real because eagles are real and really get mice, and Jumping Mouse was terrified but went on. Out onto the prairie he went, his whiskers feeling, dodging this way and that, feeling the spots pressing down on his back. The prairie is where the great animals meet and travel far and it is an alien place for a mouse. Jumping Mouse went out into it with his fear and finally he came to a circle of sweet sage. The circle of sage was a haven, a cover from the spots, and sweet sage is a plant that you cannot eat but which is used by the Indians for incense, prayer, something healing and beautiful. There in the sweet sage was an old, old mouse. Long braids, an old mouse. Jumping Mouse was joyous to meet someone of his own kind he could talk to out in this alien place. The clump of sage was a haven and a paradise for mice. There were seeds and roots to crawl into and everything a mouse could want there. He went up to the old mouse and he said, "Grandfather, I heard a roaring in my ears and I have been to the great river." The old mouse said, "Yes, I too heard the roaring and I too have been to the great river." Jumping Mouse was really excited because for the first time he had found a mouse who had shared his experience. So, they talked about the river and the common things they knew. Jumping Mouse was more and more excited and he said, "And then I met the frog and he told me to jump up and I jumped up and I saw the sacred mountains." The old mouse was silent for a long time and finally said, "My grandson, the great river is real and we have both been there and tasted its water, but the sacred mountains are just a myth. They don't exist." Jumping Mouse was just crushed and disappointed by this and the old mouse said to him, "Stay with me and grow old with me here. This is a perfect place for mice and we have both been further than any other mouse." Jumping Mouse resolves to go on and the old mouse is really upset. He says, "You can't do that, the spots will get you." But Jumping Mouse is resolved and he leaves the old mouse in the sage. He goes out onto the prairie and he is really afraid. He can feel the spots, just feel them pressing in. Knows that they are there every moment; his little whiskers are going fast and finally he gets out to the middle of the prairie and comes to a stand of chokecherry bushes. Chokecherries are good to eat but they make you fantastically thirsty. The more you eat, the more thirst you have. Jumping Mouse is out of breath and thankful for a safe haven and cover from the spots and as he lies there panting, he hears a great sighing slowly, up and down. And he looks up and sees that it is a great animal. Jumping Mouse thinks, "I am so small and this great being is so large," and he forgets his fear in his awe and goes up to the animal and says, "Hello, great brother," and it replies, "Hello, little brother," and Jumping Mouse asks, "Who are you?" and he says, "I am a Buffalo and I am dying." When he hears this, little mouse is overcome with sadness that this great being that he has just met is dying and he says to him, "What can I do to make you well? Is there any medicine that will make you well?" And the buffalo says, "I have talked with my medicine and it has told me that there is only one thing that will make me well, and that is the eye of a mouse, and there is no such thing as a mouse." Jumping Mouse was just freaked by this and he ran back, his little whiskers going, his tail behind him until he reached some cover. But from a safe place he heard the breathing again, getting slower and slower, and he felt a tremendous compassion for the buffalo. "I am so small," he thought, "and the buffalo is so great and so beautiful." Finally, he came out from his hole, taking two steps forward and one step back, his tail dragging, but resolved to speak to his great brother. "I want to tell you something," he said, " there is such a thing as a mouse and I am a mouse." "Thank you very much, little brother," the buffalo replied. "I will die happy knowing that there is such a thing as a mouse. But it is too much to ask of you to give one of your eyes." But Jumping Mouse told him, "No, I am so small and you are so great that I would like to give you one of my eyes and make you well." And immediately as he said that, one of his eyes flew out of his head and the Buffalo jumped up, strong and powerful, his hooves pounding on the earth and his great head dancing and hooking. He was strong and he said, "I know who you are. You are Jumping Mouse and you have been to the river and jumped up and seen the sacred mountains. You are on your way to them. I can guide you across the prairie, for I am one of the great beings of the prairie. Run underneath me. I know you are afraid of the spots, and I will protect you from them. You will be safe and I will take you across the prairie right to the edge of the sacred mountains. But I can't take you farther than that because I am a creature of the prairie and I must stay here to give away to the people. If I go up onto the sacred mountains it will be too steep and I will fall and crush you." So, Jumping Mouse runs underneath the buffalo across the prairie, his hooves just pounding, dust flying, shaking the earth and little mouse is frightened at the great power of the buffalo. He knows he is safe but this is worse, trying to keep up with a goddam buffalo! Finally, they get to the edge of the prairie and he is really exhausted and he comes creeping out from underneath the great buffalo, thankful to be alive. He looks up at the great gift and he says, "That was really something!" And the buffalo says, "You didn't need to worry, little brother. I am a buffalo and I know where I place every footstep. I am a great dancer and light on my feet. I could see you underneath me all the way and you were perfectly safe." So, the buffalo left Jumping Mouse at the edge of the sacred mountains, and he looks around. Who should he see now but a wolf, sitting there - a big beautiful wolf, just sitting on his haunches, kind of looking around one place or another. And he goes up to him and he says, "Hello, brother Wolf." And the wolf says, "Wolf, wolf, yes, I'm a wolf, wolf, yes, wolf," and then he sort of sits back and a beatific grin comes across his and he doesn't say any more. His mind wanders, slips away. And Jumping Mouse can't figure that out. What the hell's going on? So, he comes up again and he says, "Hello, brother wolf," and the wolf says "Wolf, wolf, yes wolf, wolf yes, I'm a wolf, yes," and his voice trails off as his mind slips again. So, Jumping Mouse wonders what is going on and he goes a little distance away and he listens to the beating of his heart; the sound of his heart is beating like a drum inside him. And he remembered all the thing that have happened to him. He remembered that when the buffalo was dying the thing that would make him well was the eye of a mouse and he figures that's good medicine. "I've got good medicine, a lot of power in the eye of a mouse." And he resolves that he will give his other eye to the wolf and that will make him well. So he goes up to the wolf and he says, "Brother wolf," and the wolf begins to say, "Wolf, wolf" but Jumping Mouse stops him and says, "I want to give you one of my eyes," and immediately his eye, his last eye, is gone and he's blind, and the wolf jumps up and says, Yes, I'm a wolf. I know who you are. You are Jumping Mouse. You have been to the great river, the frog has shown you the sacred mountains, the buffalo has brought you to me, and I can guide you to the medicine lake at the top of the sacred mountains." Little mouse is blind now, and all he has is his whiskers. He can touch but he has given up all his old ways of seeing. He can only touch things close now. The wolf takes him up from the prairie, through the pines, "stands-in-place," Finally they get to the open country at the top of the mountain. There are no trees there, no cover, nothing for a mouse. They get to the edge of the medicine lake and the wolf tells him, "We are here. We are at the medicine lake." And he sits Jumping Mouse down by it. Jumping Mouse takes his hand and puts it in the water and tastes it, and it's good, it's beautiful. And then the wolf describes to him what he can see in the medicine lake. He says, "In the medicine lake are reflected all the lodges of the people. The whole world is reflected there. The medicine lake is the reflection. It is a symbol of the reflection. They sit there and Jumping Mouse knows that it is time for the wolf to go about his business and travel to other parts of the world. It is time for the eagles to get him. It is an open place and as soon as his guide is gone the eagles will see him and come. He is blind and he can't see them. The wolf feels tremendous compassion and feeling for Jumping Mouse his brother, and his heart stretches out to him, and the wolf cries. Then he leaves and Jumping Mouse is left alone, blind, nothing but looking within, and he can feel the spots on his back, just pressing in, hard. And then he hears the rush of wind and wings and then there is a fantastic shock and everything is black. The next thing he knows, he can see colours. He can see! He can see colours. And he's amazed, astounded, he doesn't know if he's dreaming or what is happening. But he's alive and he can see colours. Then he sees a blur of colours moving toward him, something green and white moving his way and from the colours comes a voice. "You want a medicine?" And Jumping Mouse says, "Yes, I'd like a medicine." And the voice says, "Just get down as far as you can and jump up as high as you can jump." So little mouse gets down as low as he can and jumps up as high as he can jump, and when he does, the wind catches him and swirls him up and up and up in the air. And the voice calls out from below him, "Grab hold of the wind!" So little mouse reaches out and grabs hold of the wind as hard as he can, and the wind takes him higher and higher until everything begins to get clearer and clearer. Crystal clear, and he can see all the great beings of the prairie, the buffalo, the wolf on the mountain, and he looks down into the medicine lake and there are all the lodges of the people reflected, and on the edge of the medicine lake he sees his friend the frog. He calls down to him, "Hello, brother Frog," and the frog calls back to him, "Hello, brother Eagle."

ME, ME, ME Why am I always ME and not "Fully" aware of the other ME(s) beyond this limited human ME? Why can’t I control and fully awaken to the ME dreaming as a human ME? I see ME everywhere I look with these human eyes, and yet I am unable to move or change these objects and human actors with the “Mind” of ME. Why can’t I consciously, "at-will", connect and communicate continually with the ME that acts the part of trees, animals, wind, seas, rocks, mountains, planets and stars, when it’s all ME and only ME? “God-damn-it, What's wrong with ME"! Why does this ME always bounce and attach to thoughts and beliefs like snowflakes in a blizzard piling up into hard crusted snowbanks which drift endlessly with emotional gale-force winds of energy? Why am I a ME, within a ME, within a ME, within a ME, within a ME? Where and when will it ever End with the ME! that is the ABSOLUTE ME? Why is this ME always searching, surviving, riding the perceived wave of chaos within the waking and sleeping dreaming fields of this limited ME-ness? Why do I always return to this Human ME after a psychedelic adventure into the unknown field of ME-ness? Nothing but poor old ME playing with ME-self in a sand box of infinite ME! ME, Just playing in the "MIND-Field" of ME(s) ME, ME, ME……. So who are YOU?

My perspective of the word Enlightenment. It’s just a word I use to mentally visualize, imagine, dream that which is beyond our confined, limited, interdependent, and imaginary bubble of consciousness and awareness I play within. For Me, the word Enlightenment points to the never-ending action and mental movement of energy, which is always expanding within, and at the edge of consciousness and awareness! We are all interdepended, interrelated, and interconnected within the boundless and always expanding dream. We each have been gifted an imaginary independence to seek and expand within, and at the “edge” of the never-ending expansion of consciousness and awareness. No two imaginary independent fractals of Beingness and "Me"-ness share the same path within the dream. All forms of Beingness and "Me"-ness are unique, and yet dependent, related and connected. Not even Absolute Consciousness and Awareness, or All-That-Is, can ever become “Fully Enlightened” because consciousness and awareness is always expanding into infinite directions, tangents, fractals, and dreams with unimaginable instantaneous speeds of thought and energy. Enlightenment is a never-ending journey, desire and exploration of the never-ending expansion of Consciousness and Awareness, from the most minuscule to the most expanded fractals of Beingness, or ME-ness! Enlightenment is a never ending journey into the "Unknown! Just sharing a few never-ending always expanding thoughts!

Well, that put the final nail into Trumps chances of winning the elections! “I don’t know if you guys know this, but there’s literally a floating island of garbage in the middle of the ocean right now. I think it’s called Puerto Rico,” said Tony Hinchcliffe, a comedian whose remarks also included unsavory and racist comments about Black, Jewish and Latino people. And before you argue that Trump didn't make the statement and this is not a reflection of his views, ask your self, who let Tony Hinchcliffe on the stage? Trump controls everything, and he knew Tony Hinchcliffe raciest views before giving the OK for Tony to speak on behalf of Trump in Madison Square Gardens! I think this is worse than Hillary's downfall when she said ; “You know, to just be grossly generalistic, you could put half of Trump’s supporters into what I call the basket of deplorables. Right?” Clinton said. “The racist, sexist, homophobic, xenophobic, Islamophobic—you name it. And unfortunately there are people like that. And he has lifted them up.”

I’m not sure who made the following quote, but I have been on the path of expanded awareness and consciousness for almost 25 years and I find this quote continually expanding into the infinite unknown! You don’t Know that you don’t Know! You Know that you don’t Know! You don’t Know that you Know! You Know that you Know!

Anyone that has reached Turquoise or beyond does not care about being labeled into a category! They will not take the time to sit with someone who is still in tier one to invent imaginary tier three labels! Yes, they will share their experiences, but they will not identify themselves to a label or category because it is meaningless. As Donald would say! “It’s fake News.” Lol…. The only people that care about categories and labels are those that still dwell in duality, and are climbing the SD ladder from stage Beige to Yellow, which is all EGO attachments and self-identification. Once you reach Turquoise you no longer care about self-identification, or comparing levels of awareness, consciousness and enlightenment, because it’s meaningless when you realize that “Beingness” is an infinite smorgasbord of experiences which are beyond Ego concepts, duality and attachments that cannot be labeled or expressed to a 3rd dimensional Ego. Spiral Dynamics and Integral Theory are imaginary EGO concepts to entertain and help “point” humans towards non-duality and 4th dimensional awareness and realities! Yes they are helpful, but once you reach Turquoise or beyond, it becomes a hinderance and obstacle that keeps you chained to duality. As my great-grand-pappy use to say, “Do as you like, and live a day longer”.

Here are a few of my thoughts about indigo, violet, ultraviolet, clear light, and tier three labels! Seriously? Who, in their right mind would give a shit about identifying and labelling themselves beyond stage yellow? Anyone that has reached Turquoise or beyond, is not going to be interested in labels, being grouped, tagged into Ego mind games! Full Stop! Then there is the question of who is the questionable “Expert” that has reached or experienced tier three stages? Are they of sound 4th and 5th dimensional “Mind”? OR are they just legends in their own “MIND”? If, by chance, they have authentically reach any of the make-believe tier three levels, do you seriously think they are going to spend their time labeling, grouping, and categorizing personality traits and human development? Me thinks Not! Lol……….. As my great-grand-pappy use to say, “Do as you like, and live a day longer”.

We are the co-creators of the creator! We can be free and full of Love, or, We can be a slave within our own limited creation and mind! Surrender???? There is only "Being"! "Surrender" is a human belief and a mental construct that we chose to attach to, or not! The only person stopping us from "Being", is us, with our attachments to our beliefs and mental constructs... A much better word to use instead of surrender is the phrase; Let go and let God! In other words, Let go of our human beliefs and mental constructs and re-establish our connection to God as co-creators within our human dream scape! God is Love! Nothing more and nothing less. We have the freedom to choose whether we want to align ourselves with Love, or we can cling to the illusion and fabrication of sacrifice and suffering! The choice is ours, we can be a prisoner in our own mind and 3D dimensional dream scape, or we can release our attachments to our beliefs and mental constructs that we have accumulated over the course of our physical human experience. Sacrifice and suffering is a concept humans invented because we lost our connection and beingness with our "higher-self". The Higher-self and Beingness that we are within the dream scape of consciousness and awareness! Just sharing a few thoughts, beliefs and ideas!

I am a limited psychic gestalt of energy and consciousness playing with other limited psychic gestalts of energy and consciousness within an infinite playground of expanding consciousness and energy. Many humans refer to this infinite playground of expanding consciousness and energy as a three letter word spelt: G - o – d Me within Me within Me within Me within Me within Me within Me within Me…..

You are right............... From your perspective!!!!!!!! Using your analogy above, a lot of people in north America and Europe believe your statement above is true if you were to replace the words "homosexuality" and "LGBTQ" with the word "Religion"..... _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ When you accept "Religion" in society "Religious" people can become extremely overbearing and try to influence or force other people to become "Religious" or participate in the "Religious" community. Some people here just think that you are accepting the "Religious" community into society but your not you are actually allowing them to potentially influence or force other people into that behavior. I told you the last step in accepting the "Religious" community is Participation. Eventually they will try to force you or influence you to participate in that community which is why it is extremely dangerous. I just have to stand by my values because I know how dangerous it is to accept the "Religious" community into society ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ "MAGA" "Far Right Republicans" "Christian nationalism" "Far right Evangelist" "Far right Baptist" "ETC"........ Food for thought!

The crucifixion of Jesus occurred in 1st-century Judaea, most likely in AD 30 or AD 33. "Wikipeda." Like the rest of the New Testament, the four gospels were written in Greek.[32] The Gospel of Mark probably dates from c. AD 66–70,[5] Matthew and Luke around AD 85–90,[6] and John AD 90–110.[7] Despite the traditional ascriptions, most scholars hold that all four are anonymous[note 1] and most scholars agree that none were written by eyewitnesses.[8] A few scholars defend the traditional ascriptions or attributions, but for a variety of reasons, the majority of scholars have abandoned this view or hold it only tenuously.[34][33] "Wikipeda." The Gospel of Mark was written approximately 33 to 37 years after Jesus death, Matthew and Luke, approximately 50 plus years after Jesus death, and John approximately 60 plus years after Jesus death. Fact! Mark, Matthew, Luke and John never had the opportunity to hear one word from Jesus directly! It is also widely believed that all four were to young, or not even born during Jesus life time! Nothing has ever been found, written down on paper or otherwise from Jesus that Mark, Matthew, Luke and John wrote! It's all hearsay and word of mouth beliefs passed down from multiple people over the years! Food for thought!

This is a great conversation, and I appreciate everyone’s viewpoints, Thank you! Unfortunately, I never had the opportunity to immerse myself into higher educational fields of philosophy or psychology, which I would truly find fascinating if it incorporated spiritual awareness and consciousness. Having said that, I was an Air Traffic Control Instructor in the military many years ago and learned a few valuable lessons when sharing ideas, knowledge and concepts to students that had different backgrounds, levels of education, beliefs and maturity. First lesson I learned was to be aware of the audience’s level of knowledge and maturity when sharing new ideas, knowledge and concepts. Second lesson I learned, was to start at the basics, and slowly introduce the knowledge and concepts to the intend audience in the language that “most” can understand, and gradually increase the language, linguistics and acronyms to the intended level you wish to attain. Politics, I feel, is no different! The first question that needs to be asked, is who do you want to convince or share your political ideas, beliefs, knowledge and concepts? Spiral Dynamics is “one of many” good tools to use for its simplicity. In the case of the US election, I would hazard to guess most of the American audience is in the “Blue” and “Orange” category with very little understanding of how politics works, the pitfalls, manipulation, agendas and how it will affect the people that are voting. That is how Trump managed to manipulate and influence such a mass following, by using basic language and concepts that played on their fears and emotions of the not so well-educated voters! That’s how autocrats rise to power! That being said, I don’t believe using higher educational concepts, philosophy, vocabulary, and detailed ideas is going to be the best tool to educate the intend audience to vote for the party that is most aligned to there needs and wants. You need to use the basics in this election! The battle that is being fought in the US “at this moment in time,” is about democracy and decency over fascism and dictatorship. Once this battle is over, and if democracy and decency wins, then you can follow-up with an educational system that will expand the consciousness and awareness of the audience, their struggles to venture beyond there narrow mind beliefs systems, and to help them find greater Value Fulfilment in their lives. The only way democracy and decency can flourish in the world is through education! This starts with the basics and with speaking their language and philosophical maturity, which will eventually help them to understand and interpret higher concepts, ideas, language and philosophical discussions in the future!

Truly Amazing!!! You keep asking the same questions over and over, and many people on the forum have taken the time to give you constructive help, support and suggestions! I don't think you are looking for advice because your glass cup is full and overflowing with your steadfast beliefs, ignorance, and fear. Your feeble attempts to sway the audience with your justification to suppress LGBTQ people is nothing more than a shallow form of gaslighting! Seriously! If you want to be a Leader you need to learn to listen and have an open flexible mind, and you need to overcome your fears and outdated belief system! Ultimately, you need to respect other people and their beliefs... Meaning, stop projecting your fears and antiquated beliefs on to others! If you are not open to consider constructive helpful feedback to your questions and perceived situation, then stop wasting other peoples time!

Fear is the route of all suffering when you attach it to a belief system, an ideology, and then projected it out onto the world This fear projection onto the world is a false, misguided, and a delusional hope of eliminating the cause of the fear you have attached your identity and ego on! I was a Christian in my younger years, but soon realized that most of the teachings, (from my perspective) were mainly based on fear and a means to control the masses to suppress an individual’s freedom of “Beingness”. The teaching also suppress the freedom to chose ones own journey and creative expression. From my perspective, when you project fear intentionally onto the world, individuals, groups, and ideas that do not align with your own beliefs, wouldn't God considered this to be one of the greatest “Christian Sins” one can commit as a human? If God has “Lovingly” given you the freedom to chose whatever belief you wish to attach yourself to! Whether right or wrong! Why are you not giving that same freedom to others? Are you above God? Do you really want to play judge and jury? Wouldn't you rather want to share the same “Love” and "Freedom" that God has giving you, to share with the rest of the world? On another note: As for your struggles to chose a political party. Why are you so intent on attaching yourself to other peoples’ ideas, dogmas, beliefs, and ideologies? God has given you the freedom to express your “own beliefs and creativity”, which by the way, are constantly changing as you expand your awareness and consciousness. Nothing stands still. When you close yourself off from the infinite expressions of God and the infinite forms of human beingness, you create suffering! When you choose to attach yourself and your identity to a strongly held narrow-minded belief and ideology, you are subjecting yourself to stagnation and self-inflicted pain and anguish. Why would you do this to yourself? Do not sacrifice your God given gift to freely express your uniqueness to the world by projecting your fear on to others! Just a thought! Why have you not considered being an independent? Being independent, being unique, and having the freedom to share your "unconditional love" towards freedom and unimpeded expression of creativity is one of the highest forms of Love that God can bestow onto humanity! Just sharing a few thoughts and ideas! And like my grandpappy used to say, "do as you like, and live another day in freedom!