I am 13 for 13 with my yoga challenge. I have been creeping around the “cooler” area of the hot yoga room for a few days. Not that I’m afraid of the heat, but I know the heat can REALLY get to me if I am not focusing clearly on my breath…
…I have not been focusing on my breath. There! I admitted it. I have been oscillating with my moods the last week or so. Much of it has to do with the recent tragedy involving Susan Powell’s children and their sociopathic father.
I am not one of those parents who considers my child a possession. My child is his own person and has been since the day he left the womb. My responsibility is not to own him; my job as a parent is to guide him and make certain that he is clothed, fed, and sheltered. It is my duty to keep him safe and give him freedom to explore his world.
So, when I see evil inflicted upon a child by a parent who obviously does not respect the individual existence of his children, I become enraged in my heart. Why couldn’t Josh Powell have simply killed himself and left those boys in the loving care of his grandparents? Why did he feel the need to take possession of them and murder them? If he was truly concerned about being discovered as the murderer of his missing wife, why would he choose to go out with such a dramatic bang, clearly being remembered only AS a murderer?
He did what he did because he is/was a sociopath. According to the recent publication The Sociopath Next Door by Martha Stout, PhD, roughly 4% of the population is without a conscience; they are sociopaths who are capable of hurting people without remorse or worry. That is 1 in 25 people, folks!
I know one of these evil people. Thank goodness he isn’t next door to me. Hopefully he traveled back to the Far City and won’t return. 🙂