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I Am A Supremacist

Lissa Rankin's picture

Someone asked me today how my book tour was going, and I found myself answering, “I’m alive.” As soon as I said it, I realize how negative that sounds. When someone asks how we’re doing and we say “I’m alive,” it implies that we’re barely more than dead. But when I said it, I honestly meant that I feel super-duper alive -- in the full realm of human experience way. As in, I feel real. I feel raw. I don’t feel numb or flatlined, in any way.

What this means is that I’m good -- and bad. I’m giddy and grieving. I’m excited and disappointed and passionate and sexy and self-reflective and curious and frustrated and open. I feel vulnerable and uncomfortable. I feel called and appreciated. I am ALIVE. What more can we as humans ask for?

Yet, there’s a reason we seek to numb ourselves.

When we feel fully alive, we find ourselves faced with parts of ourselves we might prefer to keep under wraps. The other night, I barely slept because I found myself faced with something I didn’t want to look at. It was one of those dark nights of the soul -- you know the ones. When you find yourself staring at the ceiling at 3:00am while the voice of your inner critic chatters away, empowered by the darkness in the room. You question everything and find yourself lacking. Every bit of your self-confidence drains out and you’re left in that dimly lit cave of yourself, the one where you stuff everything you’d prefer not to see, the stuff you hope NOBODY ever sees. Yeah. That place.

I wound up there after a conversation I had earlier that night with my friend Tricia. She asked how it felt going back to San Diego, my old hometown, on my book tour. And I confessed that, while attendance at my events was great and I think things went well, I was disappointed that so few of my old friends and family actually came to my book tour events to support me. There were bunches of fans from OwningPink.com, Twitter, Facebook, and readers of my book What’s Up Down There?. And God bless my friends Paolo, Kelly, and Kim for making the effort to come out in support of what I’m doing. But many others were conspicuously absent, and it made me question what I might have done to alienate my people. Where were they?

I mentioned this to Tricia with a few tears, and Tricia blurted, “Lissa, you’re a Supremacist.” Just like that. Matter of fact. Her words stopped me in my tracks. She went on. “I’ve heard you talk about your San Diego friends from your old life and ever since you left that life, you’ve had nothing but distain for the life you used to live. You took this big leap of faith to follow your dreams, which is all well and good, but you judge those who haven’t done the same. It’s no wonder they don’t feel like finding a babysitter to head out to some book tour event to support you, when you don’t support them.”

Ouch.

It hurt to hear, but Tricia was spot on. I’m not a Supremacist in the Nazi sort of way. I’m totally racially and culturally tolerant. But I DO do that ugly stuff she said, judging others who don’t choose to live their lives the way I live mine. I rationalize it by telling myself that I just want everyone to be able to find the kind of joy I’ve found in living vitally, speaking my truth, being authentic to the core of who I am, and letting my freak flag fly. But who am I to judge anyone, especially when most of these old friends of mine seem perfectly happy with lives that I might consider less than brimming with mojo?

Tricia suggested that, instead of judging myself for being a Supremacist, I try just being with it. Just own it. I am a Supremacist. So I am owning it. I am a Supremacist. But I don’t like it (there’s that damn judgment again!).

So it’s no wonder I found myself staring at the stars last night, wondering who I’ve become. Here I am promoting unconditional love, seeing with magical eyes, and uniting in authentic community, but have I alienated the very people I love the most? Am I turning into one of those people who is loved by millions who don’t know me but despised by those who do? Ick. Something’s gotta change.

I thought about the people I most love -- and realized that I can be horribly critical of the people I love the most. If only he would be honest about who he really is instead of pretending to be something he’s not. If only she would have more initiative. If only he was more aggressive and willing to stand up for himself. If only she had better social skills and knew how to read the cues of others. If only she would open her mind. If only she had the courage to bring her true self out of the closet into the brilliant light of day. If she would be more tolerant. If he would be less influenced by the opinions of others. If she wouldn’t be so rigid and inflexible. If she was willing to come out of her box. If he was more true to his integrity instead of selling out.

Damn. I wouldn’t want to be my friend either.

I honestly love and cherish every one of these people. I don’t need them to change a bit to adore them just the way they are. So why do I do this? Why do I have this ugly judgmental streak? And how can I make it stop?

I certainly don’t think I’m all that, but does my behavior reflect this superior stance I would never want to portray? Is Tricia right? Who knows the real reason my friends didn’t come out to support me. Maybe it has nothing to do with my Supremacist tendencies. Maybe they were sick or couldn’t find childcare or had work deadlines, or God only knows what else. After all, the world doesn’t revolve around me.

But what if there’s something to what she said. What if I’ve been a bad friend? What if all this work has left me so distracted that my friends and family don’t feel supported? What if I’ve sold out in some ugly way? What kind of trade would that be?

I’ll never know why they didn’t come. And as I’m writing this, I just got an email from one of my BFF’s in San Diego (one of the ones who didn’t show) apologizing for being so caught up with her two kids that she just realized she had missed my event, which was on her calendar and which she fully intended to attend. But what if she’s just saying that to be nice?

No way to tell. But I am resolved to make a change. Who am I judge anyone else? How can I possibly claim to know what would make another more joyful or vital or whole? Why is it so much harder to offer the same level of unconditional love and support I offer here online to the real live people in my inner circle? How can I become a better person?

So I am sending this request to the Universe.

Please help me let go of this ugly part of myself. Please open my heart to more love, more acceptance, more compassion, less judgment. Help me hold those I love tenderly in my heart, where I can nurture and support them. May my heart expand so there is an unending capacity for love for all beings, but most importantly, for those I know the best.

This was a hard post to write. It’s not easy to stare down, face-to-face, the shadows of our psyche. But I realize, even in writing this, how liberating it feels. As I said earlier, I feel ALIVE, and even in the pain of it, it feels good. So thank you, Tricia, for being a good friend.

What about you? Are there any other unwitting Supremacists out there? Instead of being like those white supremacists who perform hate crimes and want to eliminate everyone who’s not like them, can we start a movement to eliminate our kind altogether? How can we do this? How can we be more loving, more open, less judgmental, less harsh? How can we radiate such kindness and compassion that we elevate the whole vibration of this planet?

Do you have any tips? Any challenges you’d like to share? Am I alone in having this ugly trait or are there more of you?

Ready to face my dark night & release what no longer serves me,

Lissa

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Lissa Rankin's picture

Oh, I LOVE YOU!

Can I just tell you how hugely I'm grinning right now? How WONDERFUL is it that we can expose our scariest, ugliest warts publicly like this and still be heard, validated, and accepted as we are? If only we could all do this for those in the rest of our lives?

Fred, I know we're all flawed and imperfect ,and I so appreciate the love.
Kittie, my oldest friend! Thank you for knowing it all and accepting me anyway.
Hana, I love that you pointed out the difference between opinion & judgment. I've always been resistant to the very California expression "It's all good." It's NOT all good. There are some bad things in the world- sex trafficking, racism, intolerance, violence against the innocent....It's NOT all good. And yet, people are good people who sometimes make bad choices. I know it's not black and white. Life is much more grey than they teach us in medical school. But yes, it is okay to have an opinion, but it is my opinion. Who am I to ever know what is right or wrong for another person?

And to the rest of you, bless you. I heart you. Really.
This was really hard to write and it warms my heart to read your support.
Hugs and love
Lissa

I appreciate all your feedback (and relish learning from you). I particularly love

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Lissa Rankin's picture

Oh, I LOVE YOU!

Can I just tell you how hugely I'm grinning right now? How WONDERFUL is it that we can expose our scariest, ugliest warts publicly like this and still be heard, validated, and accepted as we are? If only we could all do this for those in the rest of our lives?

Fred, I know we're all flawed and imperfect ,and I so appreciate the love.
Kittie, my oldest friend! Thank you for knowing it all and accepting me anyway.
Hana, I love that you pointed out the difference between opinion & judgment. I've always been resistant to the very California expression "It's all good." It's NOT all good. There are some bad things in the world- sex trafficking, racism, intolerance, violence against the innocent....It's NOT all good. And yet, people are good people who sometimes make bad choices. I know it's not black and white. Life is much more grey than they teach us in medical school. But yes, it is okay to have an opinion, but it is my opinion. Who am I to ever know what is right or wrong for another person?

And to the rest of you, bless you. I heart you. Really.
This was really hard to write and it warms my heart to read your support.
Hugs and love
Lissa

I appreciate all your feedback (and relish learning from you). I particularly love

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Hana Kamm's picture

Not Alone

You are certainly not alone. Over the last year I've taken a close look at how I've alienated certain people around me. At first glance, I blamed myself for being judgmental, but after further examination it occurred to me that my values and vision were not aligned with these people and the relationships were not really on even playing fields. Not because I was better than them, but because we wanted different things out of life, and that's okay.

While reading your post, it was clear to me that you have some very supportive friends. Maybe not dozens in San Diego alone, but you have someone willing to be completely honest with you. That is friendship. Several older and much wiser people have repeatedly told me that a person, at any given time, can count their closest friends on one hand. Something to keep in mind.

Something else that jumped out at me was the notion of not letting others define us. As we go down a path so different from the lives of our friends and family; a path they don't understand. It's only natural that your support in this space would shift from these people to those who are familiar and intimate with the road you've chosen because they've walked in similar shoes and can relate to your experiences. Unlike your friends and family.

The support you receive from the new people in your life should not be diminished, as the lack of support you receive from your friends and family should not define you.

Another thing to think about: opinions are ok, judgment is not. Make sure you the two don't become blurred. The DailyOM had an excellent post on this yesterday:

http://www.dailyom.com/articles/2010/26027.html

Personally, I find your work extraordinary! I'm continually inspired by your posts, and taken away by the grace you display when it comes to discussing the female anatomy. Congratulations on a much deserved successful book launch. And bravo for such an honest post.

Kelly Mellos's picture

Amen!

I struggle with the same demons, Lissa...as I chase my own dreams, I have to constantly remind myself that everyone dreams a different dream. I love you...keep on keepin' on...XO :)

Kittie's picture

Feel ya sister!

Thanks Lissa,
Once again you hit me with what I needed to hear at the right moment. For you, I will say...awareness of our flaws is half the battle to keeping them from running amuck:-) Plus it's soooooo much easier to see what someone else should do to fix their life than what we might need to do in our own lives! Also the field that you are in lends itself in this direction. I know that in the vet world that I'm constantly teaching people about how to take care of their pets properly while you are teaching women how to take care of themselves properly...there can be some problems in communication when that is the case....usually because someone doesn't want to hear what they need to hear. It can be a Catch-22...in other words...don't beat yourself up!!!

Meanwhile, I needed to be reminded about being judgmental myself. Ironically, I did much the same thing of thinking I knew what was the best thing for someone, but in the process may have really put a dent in a long standing friendship. There are a lot more details to it than that, but trust me when I say that I was definitely being more my father's daughter than my mother's at the time...since I know that will make sense to you LOL! My goal now is to mend that fence so that I maintain the friendship since it's a very important one to me. Whatever I need to do to make things right is going to happen cause the stress of being at odds with one of my best friends is worse than whatever I might need to do.

Thanks again for sharing your angst with us. It makes all the rest of us feel better when we know that we aren't alone in our confusion!
Love ya girl,
Kit

Fred Krazeise's picture

Transitions

Dear Lissa - I think I know you pretty well, and I have to say to you, "welcome to the human race." We all fall into the trap of judgement and intolerance. Keeping the heart open to feel unlimited love is hard work. And from time-to-time, we fail in that task, even when we don't want to.

Now, you can wallow in self-pity and self-loathing for being such a bad person. Or, you can decide to try again. For me, that means focusing on the moment and truly living in that very moment in time. I say to myself, "just for today, I will open my heart and see love in all things." When I say that to myself, I no longer feel guilty for my lapses of yesterday, and I am not worried about what might come tomorrow. I'm just focused on . . . today.

We're not perfect Lissa. We're all flawed. But that doesn't mean that we cannot enjoy those moments where we can feel perfection if we just stay in the moment, just for today.

Love you,
Fred


gardenise's picture

Fred, this is the most

Fred, this is the most important lesson I've learned and practiced in a long time. Live in the moment, for only in Now can we find and feel happiness. I am going to print your comment and post it on my Shrine Wall. xoxo

Fred Krazeise's picture

Living in the moment

Gardenise, I'm very happy that I can reinforce a lesson you already know well. The other thing I remind myself is to revel in my imperfection. That is not the same as accepting, or making excuses for flaws and mistakes. Rather, it means that we have to cut ourselves some slack from time-to-time. There is always an opportunity to do better in as each new moment presents itself to us. I will say to myself, "just for this today, I will do the very best that I can do." Again, there is no expectation about tomorrow, or no guilt over yesterday.

Much love to you.


Michelle Medina's picture

Lissa!! Ouch, ouch, ouch!!!!

Lissa!! Ouch, ouch, ouch!!!! That hurt. You had a good friend point it out & now, you've been a good friend & pointed it out. I will be truthful here, in the situation I find myself battling with my friend, I'm not sure which one of us is having the most difficulty, but I can stand here for certain & say that I don't like other blind people. I am blind, yet I feel like other blind people are making me, & blind people who have jobs & can find their missing things without crying *I do mean literally, crying* to someone else for help, 'look bad'. I find myself thinking alot: 'No wonder sighted people misunderstand us so much. No wonder they think we're incapable, helpless & need to be guided. That's how tons of blind people act!' So I've turned to my Craniofacial people, the Pink Posse & other places for help, comfort, friendship, solace & guidance. While I don't regret coming to these people/places for guidance, I do acknowledge & regret judging other blind people who aren't 'like me'. I have my own hang ups about being alone, going out places by myself, & you're right. Who am I to judge them when I have my own problems?
Thank you for posting this!

An Authentic Life's picture

Authentically Speaking...

(Forgive and delete if this is a duplicate.)

Lissa,

TY for being "raw" - I know there are more days than I care to recall where I am questioning myself and feeling depressed and unworthy because of it.

Recently, I wrote this blog post, sharing my raw emotions.

http://www.anauthenticlife.com/?p=3351

You are not alone!

KT

An Authentic Life's picture

Authentically Speaking...

My "ugly" shows when I compare myself with others who have gone before me and are wildly successful. It makes me depressed, sad, unworthy...shall I continue?

I recently posted a blog about it, and the comments it warrented were incredible.

http://www.anauthenticlife.com/?p=3351

Thanks Lissa for showing a raw side!
KT

Lissa Rankin's picture

Christa, I love you to pieces.

Bless you sister.
Now go pee!

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Christa's picture

Ramblings from a friend

Aside from Tricia's advice (which is very good) and your reaction, here's how I see it.

Your old friends "get you" already. They know what makes you tick and how you live your life. They might not always show up wearing pom-poms and asking for your autograph but I doubt that means they love you any less.

You are expending a great deal of energy creating new relationships with thousands of people around the country. Some of these people aren't as lucky as your San Diego pals, your inner circle in Marin or even people like me who have had to chance to talk with you face-to-face, bread bread and sleep over at your house.

The new "you" is also a brand, a persona and a book seller. You can't be everything to everyone all the time and you'll never please everyone.

My family does not support what I do at Giggle On AT ALL. You'd think I was selling heroin to toddlers. *laughs* Their lack of support did hurt for a while but I'm over it. I know my mission and my message and the only one who can really tear me down is me. Same goes for you.

We can help without judging others. Admittedly, it's not always easy.

I fall into the same trap you do:

ex. If my sister is so miserable, why doesn't she lose weight, stop smoking, go to marriage counseling? I say to myself "if she did X, Y and Z, I know she would be happier!" But this is my ego. I know what worked for me - exercise, eating healthier, yoga, creating a strong network of "glass-half-full" friends....but what works for me, or for you, doesn't work for everyone.

I received an email from the folks at the Daily Om talking about the difference between Judgment and Opinion - http://www.dailyom.com/articles/2010/26027.html Check it out Pinkie!

"It is important to distinguish between opinion and judgment. Opinions open us up, judgments close us down."

I'd recap this for you in Christa-Cliff Note fashion but I really have to pee (and my OP GYNO warned me about holding it - Lord knows I hate UTI's! lol)

LOVE YOU NO MATTER WHAT!

Sparkly boobie squishes,
Christa

Lissa Rankin's picture

Anonymous & Tabby

Thank you for your compassion- and your feedback. Yes, I believe we must face and deal with our shadows to more fully embrace our joy. May we all find our way to the light.
xoxo

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Tabby Biddle's picture

Raw Beauty

Thank you Lissa for your raw beauty -- your willingness to share with us, your readers, your journey through the shadows. It is liberating to hear -- and no, you are not alone.

I have been there before -- judging others for not digging deep into their passion, their purpose, their soul. Why? Maybe because I was not digging as deep as I wanted to. There was fear. What I have come to realize is that we all are on a sacred journey -- and whatever place we are on the path -- it's our truth in the moment -- and that is enough.

I find that whatever I am putting onto others is some shadow of myself that I have been unwilling to look at. Listening, compassion, and space have all proven to be great tools for me to release judgment of others, and ultimately of myself.

Thank you again for sharing your beautiful truth.

Tabby

Anonymous's picture

Great post! :) I think the

Great post! :) I think the challenge with our inner demons is to make sure we don't repeat the reason the demons are there in the first place. You and I are a bit opposite. Yours is to perhaps not post about your demons but instead use this dark energy to reach out to loved ones and focus on how you can do better by them. Focus: THEM.

My demon is to overly hiding my inner poo with others, thereby not letting them in. I'm the anti-help-me, and that has not served me or anyone else well. I hide, don't want to burden others with my life, and let everyone deeply into my soul. They deserve to hear my soul stuff so they can learn and grow from me, as I do from them.

Lissa Rankin's picture

Thank you

Bless you all for your support. And Anonymous, I hear you. I know of some people (we won't name names) who are famous, are loved by the world, and whose team can't stand them. It's just not okay. We must take care of our own first and foremost...

Jennifer & DoubleSpiral, I'm gonna hound my mother to see if she can give me any more info about my birth time. Maybe the stars can help...
Love love love
Lissa

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Simone's picture

What about the flip flop?

What about when you are doing terrible drudge, hard work for someone everyone else thinks is a saint *because* s/he is so good at *acting* like a saint who needs and deserves help (but is actually an entitlement ingrate)? Then when her/his real colors come out in front of them, supporting everything you've expressed about the "real" them, they still find ways to deny her/his ugliness because, they are just like her/him and, as you suggest, more comfortable living a lie? There are simply people who are ready to do the work, and those who aren't, and they are — every single one of us at different times and incidents in our lives. And that's been my biggest lesson recently: I can't make you care more about yourself to do the right thing(s) than I do. People see the world through their own lenses/perspectives, and its the most self-focused of those people who don't know how to bitch and moan out loud about even a "saint" AND continue to SHOW the love by doing the work for them. There is such a thing as maturation process, so I find it's better to ALSO consider the source. But I get your meanings here.

Doublespiral (Christina)'s picture

Whoa!

Oh, holy crap! I didn't even read Jennifer's comment before posting my own... Had I done so, I'd have also said, "...from one Pisces north node to another!" Yep, that's me all right! :~)

Doublespiral (Christina)'s picture

Oh, Lissa! Thank you so much

Oh, Lissa! Thank you so much for writing and sharing this. I can't convey how grateful I am, except to say, 'Thank you, thank you, thank you... for I am you and you are me." <3

Jennifer Shelton's picture

life purpose

I so want to read your astrological chart, Lissa! We discussed it in the comment section of one of my posts a while back. I know you you don't have your exact time of birth but you did give me your birth date. Anyway, what you are describing is very Pisces North Node. I have that north node, as do a few of the OP bloggers (because we are close in age). We have a tendency to want to "fix" people, and be perfectionists, and well, kind of "control freaks" as well... We do have everyone's best interests at heart! : D

The North Node is about our life's purpose, and us Pisces North Node people are to stay submerged in Spirit. We are to really focus on our own spirituality, and do our own thing. By our example, living our lives in Spirit, we can transform others. Leading by example but not by directly trying to "fix." It's a hard lesson for me to learn - I keep having to remind myself!
You are doing a great job of this!!!

Also, other people have other North Nodes - other life purposes. Another lesson for us Pisces North Nodes is to recognize that everyone is at a different stage of personal "evolution." In your "spare time", you might want to google it. There's a lot of stuff out there about the North Nodes.

Blessings,

Jennifer
Astrologer, Educator &
Founder of FemCentral, the Virtual Institute for Women 


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