Unconscious Bias

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When I was a teenager one of my friends had rather interesting parents. If you are into class, you would probably put them at lower middle. My friend had three sisters, two of which were twins. He went on to become a pilot and his sisters were all very successful.

They were a wonderful family, and although I found his mother a little pushy at times, I was intrigued by the “culture” that had been generated. My friend was very competitive, and although I was little less so, you could call us both “achievers.”

I’ve mentioned in a few places my own father. His work was mundane, soul destroying and an insult to the man’s talents. He worked in the same factory for 48 years. Outside of work he was incredible. If he set his mind to do something, he did it, and was often the best (championships, awards etc.) in his peer group.

In her 88 years my mother was ill twice. Once with food poisoning from shrimps, the second when she contracted flu (we didn’t have Covid in 2002) two days before she passed to spirit. My dad would have lived 10 to 15 years longer had he not smoked.

They were, in their own way, wonderful role models.

Politically I was always on the left. To this day I will condemn any form of discrimination. I have wanted to change the world since I became conscious (sorry for regular readers of these posts you must be sick of hearing this). My friend has always been on the right. Recently he got in touch with me and regularly sends me links to freedom/right-wing (take your pick) websites. Even though we’ve only seen each other a couple of times since we were kids, clearly our friendship has endured.

  • Who is a victim?

I have certainly suffered discrimination for not having the right accent, background and connections. Being rather well educated, having a Master’s degree and at one time being a university lecturer has served to overcome this ludicrous nonsense. Yes, I was one of a couple of people to go to university from my area in 1970. Unconsciously and consciously I never thought I was good enough despite getting very good grades at ‘O’ and ‘A’ level.

My partner was the first person in her family to go to university.

In the hierarchy of privilege, I’m obviously at the top. As a white woman she is second tier.

Elsewhere in these posts, and at length in my book, Love Heals, I have mentioned the law of attraction and the process of feeling the wish fulfilled. Also addressed is the issue of self-worth/esteem and the dominance of the subconscious mind in our daily behaviour. Although the “wokers” have weaponised “unconscious bias”, they are actually on to something.

If you are raised in a supportive environment, have good role models, are taught how to learn, how our beliefs become our biology, learn about the processes in the last paragraph and are encouraged to value yourself whilst taking full responsibility then I would say there is virtually nothing you cannot achieve. And while some of these may have been missing from my friend’s upbringing many were present.

We do not live in a meritocracy; racism is a fact of life. As is sexism. There are many overt and subtle barriers to “success” and living a fulfilled life. But these barriers can be overcome.

Most of humanity is wired for compassion, healing, love, tolerance and achievement. The current toxic climate of victimhood that we live in is like walking past a deep hole and seeing someone at the bottom. We have access to a rope. Instead of holding on to one end and throwing it down enabling the person to climb out, we throw the rope down, jump in ourselves and are assaulted by the person in the hole who claims oppression is justification for his/her actions.

Victimhood is a recipe for catastrophe. To gain any kind of satisfaction from hysterical denunciation of anyone you perceive as less of a victim than you are is a form of mental illness. Or a deliberate policy on behalf of a sick and twisted ruling elite.

It is impossible for love and victimhood to co-exist. We have all suffered. Everyone of us. Another theme on this site and in the book is trauma. Most of us are suffering from some form of trauma. We can never release it or overcome it by playing the victim.

We begin this life as a dependent being. Our “filters” are necessarily in the first few years of our life massively biased towards ourselves. For some they stay for life. The next level of “belonging” is our family. Not everyone has a supportive and functional family. The challenge that faces us all is to change this. You could say, and this is neither a model nor a theory, that the next level may well be our town, our local sports club affiliation or even our county or state. As we move up, we may well then identify with our country. Beyond that we identify with the world. Who knows, many people identify as consciousness, as (temporary) beings in an infinite universe or multi-verse. Perhaps you identify as a soul.

Who can argue that the biological spacesuit we inhabit has advantages and disadvantages? Does it define us? It does if we allow it to do so.

For everything that divides us, race, gender, sexual orientation, class, religion etc., a compelling, overriding counterargument can be made for that which unites us.

We live in a world of toxicity. Electromagnetic fields, chemtrails, what we eat and drink, the air we breathe and the polluted environment are all evidence of that.

How can all this be changed?

It’s so obvious I’m not going to insult your intelligence.

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Most of which appears above I have done to death. However only recently have I realised that the/my empowerment message has found an unlikely home in the global changes being driven from the USA. And only recently have I started to wake up to the fact that factionalisation, victimhood and all its camp followers will have to wake up themselves. Very soon.

Thank you John, you and your family influenced me far more than I ever knew.

For the better of course, but never blindly, never unquestioningly, never without reflection. My parents taught me that.

Love as always, love heals. Jack Stewart July 10, 2020.

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