I was talking to Thing Two in the car on the way home tonight, and somehow we got on the topic of kindness to others. Not because they can assist us in any way, but just…because.
Because maybe we’ll need help from someone someday. Karma, baby. You never know who’s watching.
Because receiving help when you need it is a blessing, and often makes a huge difference in your outlook and in the help you’re willing to pass on to another. You’re actually causing someone else potentially to become a better person. It spreads, it truly does.
Because life’s a lottery. Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. Beauty, talent and intelligence are all gifts. Not everyone got the same gifts. There’s only so much you can do with the hand you’re dealt and after that, a lot of it is just plain dumb luck. So if you’re lucky, appreciate it. It’s probably not something special that you did.
Because we need to be humble. Just because we may appear to have the upper hand in some respects, doesn’t mean that we’re automatically superior on all levels.We can’t assume that our gifts are the best gifts. What about the capacity to love? Isn’t that just as great a gift as a high IQ?
Because each and every one of us is a product of the Universe, and is a part of it, and was created for some reason. Maybe you can’t see what that reason might be, in some cases, but it’s there. Maybe the lesson that person was meant to teach wasn’t for you. But it’s for someone.
We need to stop and recognize the divine in everyone. It’s not just in beautiful people, or witty people. It’s in homely people, and poor people and simple people. Stop. Look. There’s a splinter of All in each of us, we’re all part of the same Thing, and we’re all made of the same Stuff. We’re all entitled to dignity and to love. We can all learn from each other. I guarantee you, every single person you will ever meet knows something you don’t.
Sometimes it’s hard to see. Sometimes we don’t want to see it. Sometimes we’re just having a lousy day, because someone else has put US down, or treated US badly, and we kick it on down the line. But we really need to stop the cycle, because that negativity spreads around too. The whole world is made up of millions of tiny people, just like us.
Preachy much? Look, I’m not saying that I do this every day, or that I never snark at people, or that I love absolutely everybody in the whole gosh-darn world. I screw up every single freakin’ day. But I try and every day, I try again.