Be compassionate, and take responsibility
for each other.
If we only learned those lessons,
this world would be so much better a place.
Morrie Schwartz
Were you an only child? How was that for you?
Were you the eldest, youngest, middle?
Were you a twin?
What was the experience like for you and how do you think you were affected by it?
For many years, I worked with a quirky, fun-loving, compassionate colleague. She would stop her car to herd mother duck and ducklings to safety across the road, (even if she was going to be late), she would chat to anybody in any queue at the cafe, she wore immaculate outfits with interesting jewellery and made us all laugh with her madcap stories of incidents that could only happen to her! One such story was the time she lost track of time while talking to some people and suddenly realised she was going to be late. She rushed back to her motel room removing her shirt while coming through the door and apologising profusely to her cousin… until she noticed that she was in fact talking to a reclining man in orange robes who was looking amused. Mortified, she quickly withdrew to the next floor to hurriedly dress for the reunion dinner.
She loved working with children and always found their strengths and listened to their needs. Behind her on the wall she had stuck a cartoon which depicted a health professional being asked, ‘What is the most important thing a father can do for his children?’ He answers, ‘Love their mother.’ If you are like me it may take a while for the simplicity of that truth to hit you.
Breathe in, follow your breathe, rise above your thoughts, (imagine the blue sky above the clouds like you are in an aeroplane), up here, you can feel that all you need and give is love. Repeat.
Love it, simple and wise and so much more…
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