Michelangelo Buonarotti - 1498/1499 - Vatican City, St. Peter's Basilica, Italy
Carrara marble revealed a magnificent statue again in the hands of Michelangelo, it shows Jesus after his crucifixion in his mother's arms. Translated the word pietà means "pity" or in religious terms "piety".
When we visited the Vatican our guides told us the story how a "crazy person" took a hammer to it. Out favourite encyclopaedia online tells the story that "With fifteen blows he removed Mary's arm at the elbow, knocked off a chunk of her nose, and chipped one of her eyelids." The guide told us that this is one of the only pieces of art created by Michelangelo that they took painstaking time to restore to it's former glory, and now the statue sits behind bulletproof glass. Pity, the work is remarkable, pity that because of a mentally disturbed individual an exceptional work of art needs to be protected to such a degree.
I am wondering how many times have you felt attacked through words by people? I wonder how many times, words which described a situation accurately, felt like the blows of a hammer? I wonder if you failed to enter into a discussion with someone for fear of the "blows" that were going to come anyway? I wonder how many times you hid behind what may be perceived as bullet proof glass for fear of your own ego being hurt/damaged/attacked?
And if you remember I have asked these questions before, and have you found the answer? Have you considered how sometimes we hide for fear of...rather than stand and accept despite of it all.....?
We hold onto beliefs, we hold on to ideas as if these were a precious object that should never be damaged and we cling to concepts with such fervour that nothing can sway us from that place. And yet, we all move, we all shift, things always change, evolve, revolve, spin, sway.
Today I was speaking to a client and we were discussing this very concept of being immovable and not willing to change. And we spoke of how even they were different from a moment before, and most certainly from the day before (I have mentioned this in a previous blog) and this person looked at me with doubt in their eyes, so I had to go deeper and explain that given that they have had food that day or had a drink at a chemical level they have changed. I further explained how they most certainly do not have the same amount of hairs on their head compared to the last time they brushed their hair. I guess the point I was making that if they themselves were not the same person they were yesterday, then what made them hold onto an idea/a way of being/ a concept with such fervour that letting go or changing their perception or attitude would be such a blow to them. I guess to some degree they were awaiting for me to take pity on them and back them up in their immovable stand point without challenging them.
Do you want people to pity you and therefore leave you alone? Or come to your rescue?
Do you have the strength to accept that there may be a different view point equally as valid? Or will you experience each word spoken as the blow of a hammer?
Pity or elation? The choice is yours as always.
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