We still don’t have an accepted thesis proposal, so until we do, we’ll just keep chatting about whatever falls at our feet.
I saw the most beautiful quote the other day that really got me thinking—
You often say, “I would give, but only to the deserving.” The trees in your orchard say not so, nor the flocks in your pastures. They give that they may live, for to withhold is to perish.
~ Kahlil Gibran
I know I’m guilty of this—of only willingly giving to those who “deserve” it.
But who decides who or what is deserving?
Along those same lines, I know I’ve been afraid of others or ashamed of others, based on my perception of them.
My judgement of them.
I don’t know if we’ll ever experience a world that’s completely free of discrimination, but we can only try?
It’s always a choice—not about others, but about ourselves.
That, no matter who or what we’re faced with, we have a choice how we respond.
And being open and willing and giving is always a mighty fine option.
There are so many situations where [perceived] power or control or fear cause people to treat others differently.
Just as destructive is indifference.
But, I think, if we can realise that every single person on this planet is on their own unique journey—no two people will ever walk in exactly the same footsteps—we have a chance to experience and appreciate the wonder of humanity, and our place in it?
Giving is the key.
This quote sounds like it puts giving in the selfish category, because it’s not about the receiver, but rather the act of giving that keeps the giver alive—is this such a bad thing?
If giving becomes a selfish act, so be it. There are worse things that make us selfish.
Giving is not judgment or unawareness, prejudice, indifference, or selfies.
Step one—remembering the rule that rules all rules:
We’re all human.