Field Guide — Fred Tomaselli

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The Eighth Greatest Sin of Them 7.

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The Eighth Sin

Remember the seven cardinal sins? You’re given the serious task of adding a new one to the list — another trait or behavior you find particularly unacceptable, for whatever reason. What’s sin #8 for you? Why?

To me, the eighth sin should be intolerance. We all fall under so many different groups of all kinds (religion, race…). However, we all belong to one nature of creatures: human beings. Then, why hate someone who is ‘different’ from you? How does that make you any better than them?
The question of what might the eighth deadly sin be came right in time. Why? Well, simply because one of my friends has just been dumped by her boyfriend. That boyfriend of hers just realised that he’s going out with a girl of a different religion and decided he should dump her. Eventhough she told him she would convert just for him, he still emphasised that she was raised by people of her own religion. Not accepting her the way she is simply means that he never truly loved her. What he doesn’t know is that love has no religion, no colour, no age…
When you love someone, you love them for who they are and how they treat you, not for what they are. No one decides in what environment they want to be born in, nor do they plan what they want to look like before they come to life. They are what they are and you ought to accept them the way they are if you truly love them. If you don’t love them, then let them be. What good does it bring you to hurt them? Hurting someone just because you don’t accept their different religion should be considered as a deadly sin.

We are equal and ought to be treated equally. If one’s ethnicity or religion does not fit your requirements, then let them be and do not plan on hurting them. They are born this way and there’s nothing you could do about it. If they want to change, they will. If not, then deal with it. Never demean someone because they come from a different kind. Their traditions and customs might be different than yours, but in the end remember that we are all humans after all.

“A hurricane of thoughts in my mind…”

Yup, there’s a storm up there! But, hey! Guess who was learning to control her thoughts and not let her brain take over her actions and mood? That’s right, moi! Meditation was of a great help two months ago. Now that I’ve stopped, however, my self-control decreased and the stressful me is back again… Naturally!

Anyway, until I get back to meditation, I’ll just write my thoughts down. It usually calms that over-thinking and restless brain of mine.

Here goes nothing…

I wish I visited my uncle more often when he was hospitalized. Now, I’ll never forgive myself. I might have given him a bit of hope to live. He was just giving up. Damn work… Actually no, I could have visited him if I tried hard enough! I think I was fed up with hospitals… Now I regret it, it’s the only thing I regret actually. – I want to be on the 28th and quit this job already. – So much to do! I’ve got to start learning how to paint, find a new job, go places, go back to meditation, so many books on my “to-read” list… – “It’s as simple as something that nobody knows that her eyes are as big as her bubbly toes!” Sorry, I was singing, this song makes me happy! It’s “Bubble Toes” by Jack Johnson, listen to it! – London… One day… – You too, Europe! – You know what also makes me very happy? The oddity in the fact that my friend and I didn’t talk much back in the days and now, well now we talk almost everyday. It’s just so strange, but I like it! He’s one inspiration of an artist! – You meet so many people in your life, I hope that you find inspiration in them like I do… –

All is out on this piece of paper, I’m good now and look like a grinning bobcat.

End of thinking capacity…

One Inspiration of a Stutterer

Today I met this guy named José. No, not [x]osé, but [ʒ]osé. That’s how he pronounced it and how it ought to be said. José has a “problem” as many might call it – stuttering. He came into the shop where I work and took a deep breath to start talking. He was almost out of breath, but only because I was the 60th out of the 100 people he had to talk to. His target was to reach this number of people and see what their diverse opinions and reactions would be. He told me that many of them were impatient or stupefied as to what was going on with him. Of course, not everyone is open-minded and ready to accept people like him. That is utterly wrong!
As Ellen DeGeneres said: “there are the values that I stand for: honesty, equality, kindness, compassion, treating people the way you want to be treated and helping those in need. To me, those are traditional values.”
“Equality” and “treating people the way you want to be treated” are two very important segments. He is human just like you after all. Wear his shoes for a while and let’s see if you can last one whole hour without feeling demeaned by people.
On a completely different note, what José used to help him form his sentences correctly with rare stutters is “breath control”. I won’t go into scientific details about that because I wouldn’t really understand them myself. Long story short, stuttering happens because of closed vocal folds. So, breathing right will make the words come out easily. Many techniques are used for that: control of tongue, lips movements, prolongation of syllables etc. One characteristic that is most important is good eye-contact. In fact, José and I had a pretty well-controlled eye-contact. He amazed me so much that I couldn’t keep my eyes off him – unless if it were to check for any customers coming in.
Big respect to José and I hope we will meet again soon!
So, did you reach the 100th person? What were the reactions? How do you feel right now?
I’ve got so many questions for you…
Loads of respect and love!
Someone who believes in great achievers like you!