Friday, June 11, 2021
One of the things that really only surfaced to me, probably sometime this year - the idea of genuinely giving
It's hard, to give when we have little
It's hard, to give when we don't know better
It's hard, to give when we are finite
I usually try to give in the form of attention and listen to those around me.
Today it was my dad, and it was tough.
It was tough staying engaged while he went on.
It was tough listening and not speaking when the bones in my body wanted to revolt.
It was tough coming to terms with myself, seeing the man I love say the things he said and looking like he believed every word.
But it hit me, this really isn't about myself and what I believe.
It was an opportunity practice of giving, and to listen with attention, patience and compassion
It was an opportunity to listen and to connect
It was an opportunity to reflect on what
I* hold to be true and to challenge them
I wish to be more patient, compassionate and accepting.
Ideas worth spreading, spread.
I wish you well.
*So is it about me afterall..?
When has it not?
