I remember every face and name of each person who ever called me fat, ugly, big nose, etc. I remember standing up in my third-grade class to say something, and a boy said, “Sit down fat girl,” and the class laughed. I remember in 6th grade when I got called “big-nose,” and when another boy picked between me and another girl for who had the worst body in our 6th grade class. I remember when a girl in my 7th grade athletics’ class said I had fat calves (which they were/ still are muscular). I remember it all.
Remembering those terrible experiences and letting them all bubble up to the surface, my first emotional response is anger. My constitution is Pitta, so I am prone to anger; however, I am saved by the grace of my mother who raised me to know the meaning of kindness, tact and grace, and how valuable each one of those is. I never laughed at someone else’s expense if they were made fun of in school, in fact, I felt uneasy by the kids who did laugh. My thought was, if I was taught to be kind and graceful, others should have been taught that as well… or so I thought. The fact that children feel comfortable openly putting down other children to their faces is worrisome, and it makes you wonder if they are learning that from a television show or their families. Tact is something that is overlooked, yet so valuable in life to have. Being able to effectively articulate yourself without making someone else feel bad or putting them down is the art of how people will either listen to you or write you off. Delivery is essential in how we speak to an audience, why wouldn’t we think that it is pivotal for conflict if conflict is diffused by communication?
Focusing on mental health should be a mandatory staple (subject) in elementary schools in order to put an end to the bully culture. Our generation is becoming more consciously aware of how words impact our spirits, souls and energy. I’m not trying to sound new-age when I say this, but many of us in the south dedicate one morning a week to worship our source, and majority of the time we always feel so much more connected and blissful. Now imagine if we implemented meditation (where you can connect to your source) in the curriculum. How much more peaceful would children be? What about breath work and moving energy (pranayama)? What if we taught our children how to allow themselves to feel the emotion of happiness, fear, sadness, jealousy, etc., observe what happens, and not react? How much better off would our world be?
I now know that the physical body is just a shell, and though it is important to take care of ourselves through nutrition, self-care and self-love, beauty is fleeting and our souls are forever. I’m unsure of how far along you are on your path to self-realization, but remember the wounded pick on the wounded, and if we use our words to lift others up and be the light to those in darkness, the world will be a brighter place.
God bless and Namaste,