Mel Evers wonders about it all

The truth is an enchantment we place upon ourselves in order to explain who we are and why we do the things we do. My truth is different from everyone else’s. The perception of what is true is as unique as each individual, their life history, experience ranging beyond this lifetime, and what other people tell us is otherwise known as truth. There is no such thing as The Truth. I could tell you what I believe about a subject, but not be able to truly explain why. My story is filled with vivid memories of growing up, conversations, the good, the bad and the ugly, but there is so much more that I feel rather than know.

The truth is not a tangible substance we can display outside our minds. The truth is not a fact. It cannot be proven and it changes on a constant basis. What someone believes is the truth can drastically change from moment to moment. Words, images, emotions change what we feel inside. This minute glimpse of something new or newly revealed transforms every sequence of our thoughts, beliefs and self. We become someone new inside. The difference is astonishing from an introspective point of view.

So when someone asks you for the “Truth” smile and either shake their hand and engage in a litany of words or walk away.