My Ralfhie was a giant in a world of lapdogs. He walked in silence yet those around had made up their minds that he was to be feared. Without knowing a thing about him, he was judged to be dangerous when in reality nothing could be further from the truth. Ralfhie must have been a lapdog in another life because all he wanted in the world was to sit with, cuddle with and give and get love. There wasn’t a single inclination toward violence against anyone within Ralfh, yet people feared him. What they would see is how they perceived which, in turn, fostered their belief. Think about what your beliefs mean to you. They drive your actions, they are vehemently defended, they are shared with those we love. Our beliefs are precious but, all too often, they are only based on a world of our perception.
Meanwhile, for the longest time, my short and stout psychopath was not perceived so negatively. People would approach asking if they could pet him, those people included a mother asking for her small children. Caesar was seen favorably, thus, people perceived him as harmless and their belief was they could approach, and pet, this unpredictable, volatile psychotic animal. Nothing could be further from the truth, and the very thing that caused them to fear Ralfh, also caused them to approach Caesar – their erroneous belief born of perception. An affectionate hand extended to him would have been bitten through without hesitation while that very same hand, extended to Ralfh, would have given him such joy and he would return that touch with his gentle and childlike affection.
I know how harmful perceptions can be as all around me I see perceptions in action. I think that most relationships are built on perceptions. Our partners perceive who we are and are drawn to the person created of that perception. There is a real danger in building a future based on our perceptions of today. Perceptions can change turning what was once true into a lie, beliefs based upon a lie can be betrayed. As we grow as people our perceptions of the world grow, thus, our beliefs in what is real are challenged. We now find a different person beside us. For some, that might allow us to get to know that new person, but for many it’s a disturbing shock and an overwhelming burden to overcome. What you perceived from the outside, from the surface, became your belief.
Going back to where we began, my gentle giant. Despite the sorrow that his loss has caused, and continues to cause – I would do it all again because Ralfhie embodied the most sincere and gentlest love. He was more than what you see.
I still stumble around the releasing of perceptions, after all I am not, nor will I ever be, perfect (but I do keep on trying). I think that although I’ve know this for a long time in theory, it wasn’t until seeing it used against my gentle and affectionate Ralfh that its ridiculousness took shape. We experience the world, thus perceive the world, completely different than the next person, and they differently than the person beside them. How can we all be right or wrong? Who really knows enough to create a truth that is believable?
I perceive, thus believe, I’ve rambled on enough. My perception of the subject comes from the hurts that the perceptions of others have caused, and continue to cause, to me. I cannot be alone in that hurt. I know, when it comes to Ralfhie, the perceptions of others deprived him of the joy he might have felt meeting new people, and the joy of receiving their affection. That hurt is wordless and without reprieve. You can try to force reality into the beliefs within the hearts of others, but you are doomed to failure as long as they’ve locked out what is real in favor of the paradigm that rules their perception.
Sigh … I miss my little boy … but at least I got to know him. I would hate to think that a perceived danger would have robbed me of our time together. I will forever perceive him as a little lapdog, nuzzling up and staving off the empty space he filled then, and fills now.
R.I.P. My Little Man – Mommy misses you.