As a child, I remember everyone not sleeping the night before Christmas. The insomnia was due to wanting what was under the tree. I did dream of the magical deer on the roof and Mom keeping the basement door unlocked for Santa. I was quite convinced he came in that way for some reason. However, part of my sleeplessness was purely competitive. Being the youngest of four, I was picked on a lot. I thought maybe, just maybe, Santa would add a bit more for me to even out the year.
It's a pretty normal thing for most children to go through this series of emotions on their pillows.
If only those children knew about the other children in the world who had nothing, far less presents.
As an adult, I still find myself lying in bed hoping that whatever was going to happen to me the next day would even out how picked on I felt by other adults in my world. I am not selfish by nature, but I have been awfully tired of being beaten down.
If only I could understand about other adults in the world who had nothing, far less a bed.
While perspective forces us to think of others, I believe it is our hurts which plummet us into a ME thinking mode. Some people may be plagued with selfishness since their birth, but I think more often than not, we are forced to think about ourselves more which pegs us as selfish and consequently makes us bitter to others.
While not all of us can jump on planes and do missionary work full time, there are a few things we can do to make it a WE society.
1. Get our own home in order.
2. Get our own health in order.
3. Compassion when called for.
The first two may still seem like the ME society. They may appear selfish. But most people I know who try to help someone drowning get pulled in at the same time because their own home and health are already working at a deficit. My Mother had this same issue where she tried to help too many people and had Caregiver Burnout as a result. Her love & compassion actually served a better purpose than the monetary part. Her loving advice worked way better than her loss of sleep and deteriorating health. I have seen marriages split up where one went abroad to do missionary work while their marriage at home crumbled.
Doctors and psychologists seem to have the ability to leave work at work. Many of us don't have that and the weight of other peoples' problems come to bed with us at night.
If I work out in the morning, eat properly and sleep well, I can affect a greater difference in the lives of others. I have witnessed this first hand. If I am cranky, tired and have too many things on my plate, their problems bury me. It's that simple. So then I am useless and they didn't get the proper help.
Ideally, I would like to see a WE society where everyone helps everyone, but things have become so bad that we really need to get our fighting weight back in order to go to battle. Everyone is sickly it seems.
I could probably cite 10 examples off the top of my head of people who are diligently helping others. If I was to ask them how their own finance, relationships and health were doing, NONE of them would say AWESOME!
Love & compassion doesn't have to break our wings...and those broken wings don't have to weigh us down.
Karen
"She's breaking open walnut shells and busting open seeds. She's poking holes in dead motels to try and get some sleep."
~Poking Holes from 'Idiot Savant'
It's a pretty normal thing for most children to go through this series of emotions on their pillows.
If only those children knew about the other children in the world who had nothing, far less presents.
As an adult, I still find myself lying in bed hoping that whatever was going to happen to me the next day would even out how picked on I felt by other adults in my world. I am not selfish by nature, but I have been awfully tired of being beaten down.
If only I could understand about other adults in the world who had nothing, far less a bed.
While perspective forces us to think of others, I believe it is our hurts which plummet us into a ME thinking mode. Some people may be plagued with selfishness since their birth, but I think more often than not, we are forced to think about ourselves more which pegs us as selfish and consequently makes us bitter to others.
While not all of us can jump on planes and do missionary work full time, there are a few things we can do to make it a WE society.
1. Get our own home in order.
2. Get our own health in order.
3. Compassion when called for.
The first two may still seem like the ME society. They may appear selfish. But most people I know who try to help someone drowning get pulled in at the same time because their own home and health are already working at a deficit. My Mother had this same issue where she tried to help too many people and had Caregiver Burnout as a result. Her love & compassion actually served a better purpose than the monetary part. Her loving advice worked way better than her loss of sleep and deteriorating health. I have seen marriages split up where one went abroad to do missionary work while their marriage at home crumbled.
Doctors and psychologists seem to have the ability to leave work at work. Many of us don't have that and the weight of other peoples' problems come to bed with us at night.
If I work out in the morning, eat properly and sleep well, I can affect a greater difference in the lives of others. I have witnessed this first hand. If I am cranky, tired and have too many things on my plate, their problems bury me. It's that simple. So then I am useless and they didn't get the proper help.
Ideally, I would like to see a WE society where everyone helps everyone, but things have become so bad that we really need to get our fighting weight back in order to go to battle. Everyone is sickly it seems.
I could probably cite 10 examples off the top of my head of people who are diligently helping others. If I was to ask them how their own finance, relationships and health were doing, NONE of them would say AWESOME!
Love & compassion doesn't have to break our wings...and those broken wings don't have to weigh us down.
Karen
"She's breaking open walnut shells and busting open seeds. She's poking holes in dead motels to try and get some sleep."
~Poking Holes from 'Idiot Savant'