I’ve never understood the inherent cruelty within some human beings. More specifically the need to inflict harm upon wound, to cause pain in the wake of misunderstanding.
As a Buddhist, I try to remain open to their pain. As a human, I try to identify with their sense of brokenness. As a teacher, I try to help them to become whole.
But, often there is a ‘cost’ to be paid. Old wounds ache under the catalyst of new as a toppling of balance becomes evident.
There’s a subtlety in our offering, my loves – one which begs the light of compassion even as the heart may sense closing. And we must be ever-mindful to its cause, to effect those much greater changes.
In a sense, we must be willing to set aside the sting of our wounds -if only for this aspect of a single moment in which we may reach the heart of another.
In this space we find our greatest potential, a blessing intended for all of humanity.
This is the responsibility of all living beings.
In peace…
Namaste <3