my patience, my tolerance and my compassion for any one of my fellow human beings; when I have no love for any one, singular person, I must choose to remember:
to remember that humanity, human beings, our collective experience is wondrous, capable of incredible creation and imagination - the source of languages, arts, crafts, sciences, philosophies, cultures, artifacts, heritage and all I have been shown, given, shared with or pleasured by in life.
there is a beauty in our collectiveness - in our non-cooperative cooperation. there is beauty in our feats and failures, efforts and excesses. there is hope, there is reason, there are literally billions of examples of the human condition.
I need to find that grace in myself and in each person.
my patience, my tolerance and my compassion for all of my fellow human beings; when I have no love for all humanity, I must choose to remember:
to remember that individuals, human beings, unique and noble personalities, independent spirits, single drops in our ocean are the source of interpersonal love, friendships, mentors, teachers, companions, inspirations and are capable of creating change, ease, peace and comfort.
there is a beauty in our own individuation - we are never so different as we are similar. we should feel that, we should get that, we should know that being one drop in the ocean both includes being the drop, yet being in the ocean. we cannot be ourselves without each other.
maybe this speaks to you - maybe not... I needed to write it, hear it in my head, see it and put it out there for my accountability. you are appreciated for being part of my process.
thanks and praise!