Not sure if my mother was more amazed or bugged by my ability to look at a situation from my perspective AND its opposite. Could argue my point, then turn around & argue my sister's (which was often very different). Alas, that didn't mean I was graced with an equally heightened sense of compassion toward my sis, just that I could understand & rattle off where she was coming from.
Took me countless risings & settings of the moon to get to a place of compassion for people who drive me batty. Had to first learn that I am not the arbiter of right & wrong, and that feeling tenderness & concern for others didn't make me weak, just aware. Aware that I am not the end all & be all, that there is no "other" - that's an illusion. We are all connected. There is no other, only us.
At the moment, am writing the thank you notes going out with our State of the Human update #3. What a remarkable feeling of connection, from such a simple action. Finding the just-right note card, taking the time to dash off just a few words, teaming it up with the generic update - feeling wrapped in a blanket of well-knit love.
My most important thank you is heads to the Great Spirit for getting through the gunk & junk & bumble-headed self-absorption. I could clear all the meddlesome, muddlesome stuff out of the way, but the actual grace of compassion - that was a gift from a far higher source. Thanks, thanks & more thanks for making my life lighter, livelier, sweeter.
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