Dissonance and Innocence

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The Compass of Dissonance, the Mercy of Innocence

(A Whisper Toward Remembering Our Light)

There are moments in life when nothing seems to make sense. The world appears crooked, people misread us, and our actions — however well-intentioned — bounce back as confusion. These are moments of dissonance.

But what if dissonance isn’t a punishment, but a compass?

What if it’s not meant to tear us down — but to point us somewhere truer?

In such moments, if we pause long enough, we find something extraordinary: the mercy of innocence — the remembrance that we were never wicked, only wounded. That others too were walking blindly, not evilly. That behind the sharp edges of misunderstanding, there is softness. And behind every mistake, there is a seed of becoming.

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🌬️ Dissonance is not always dysfunction.

Sometimes, it’s just the sound of your soul whispering, “This isn’t you anymore.”

And that is a mercy.

That is innocence showing up again, not to shame you — but to gently turn your face toward the light.

So we learn to read our inner compass — not react with fear, but respond with listening.

And in doing so, we extend to others the same mercy we longed for ourselves.

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🧭 What to reflect on:

Where does dissonance visit you these days?

Can you see it not as guilt, but—

as guidance gently whispering, 'No one is born knowing everything!'

as a child softly saying, 'I wasn’t born knowing everything!'

Can you offer mercy to yourself — not after you're perfect, but while you're still learning?

And if you want reasons behind offering mercy to yourself, I gently like to offer you a 1 minute read of: The Algebra of Pain.

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✨ Let this be your reminder:

Even in moments of friction, love is at work.

Even in confusion, consciousness is growing.

Even in noise, there is a hidden tuning — waiting for you to hear it.

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💛 Comment below with a line about a time when dissonance led you home.

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