Joy and Comfort

How can we add to these things for everyone on the planet?

Yesterday, I wrote:

In it, I quoted a note sent in response to 𝐌𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐳 who was talking about how reading The 48 Laws of Power made him feel the need to wash himself afterwards. I had the same feeling and related having known, peripherally, a young man who lives by this tome and the damage that it did to his ex-wife and, I presume, to himself. You see, I don’t believe we can ride rough-shod over others. We ought to live in such a way that others feel both free and safe - that we increase their joy and comfort and not that they live in fear. I know that I have fallen short of this mark.

It’s hard to accept love from others when one feels unworthy of it. I am thinking now of how we are thrown into this world and so much depends on how we are received, how we are either loved or neglected or even harmed. I am convinced that healing is possible, but I am also not unaware that permanent damage can be done and that some of us are born with conditions that have nothing to do with our upbringing. Yet, isn’t the creative force of this universe - the fact of any of us being here at all - the product of love? It is anti-entropy, love is.

I don’t know. I just know how things seem to me. That’s my north star. I only have my impressions and experiences filtered through my limited and distorting senses with which to work. Knowing this, I can suspend judgement. I can view everyone as a miracle just in the fact of their being. I can know that I only know my projections onto what they present as they play their roles in my life.

If we could only tune ourselves to believing that we might be wrong and that we ought to think deeply about whether our perceptions are indeed reality, we might be able to extend unconditional love and acceptance to one another. Again, I’m brought back to a line in “One” by U2 in which Bono intones “We hurt each other then we do it again.”

So let’s all band together to do what we can to help one another versus hurting. We are, after all, only brief flashes of eternity.

If this brief bit of writing has resonated with you, why not say so? You can restack it with a note. You can do so much to help my voice be heard. If you will, that would mean a great deal to me and might just help to wake others up to the miracle of life on this planet.

Onward!

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