We’re always lying, to ourselves and each other. Anything other than Being is a lie. Not a malicious lie, at least not always, but it is self-deception and confusion.
We lie with words and thoughts, emotions and motives, wants and fears.
This is why you can’t take lying personally. The person itself is a lie. Both the one lying and the one who would take it personally.
It reminds me of an exchange I read earlier this week between Ramana Maharshi and a disciple:
Disciple: I know that the divine is formless. The idea of god having arms and legs is laughable to me.
Maharshi: Then why don’t you laugh at yourself for having them?
When people lie deliberately, it is out of a position of weakness and confusion. I’m not saying we need to get up in each other’s faces with “the truth.”
I’m saying the only real truth we will ever know and find is within.
Let the lies of others remind you that this is all a lie. Again, not necessarily a malicious lie but just one of confusion, like an amnesiac who takes on an identity for practical purposes but then never bothers to find out who she actually is.
And, as always, aspire to practice compassion for those who are still caught in illusion’s sway. While it sucks to be lied to, it’s much more painful to be in a place of deep confusion.
Namaste sis :) much love