Thursday, January 10, 2008

Those dark hours of the morning…

We all have those, times when we allow our heads and hearts to run wild. I have them when little Triston wakes up for his night bottle. Sometimes in these moments, you can convince yourself that the shadows you see are real, and that they can hurt you. However, the truth is nothing can touch you if you do not care for it. Things we feel indifferent about cannot make us happy or sad or hurt… their just there.

So I embrace these shadows because they mean I care, as well as the shadows of those around me, because this means their capable of caring too. Think it trough before you decide on the truth of this. We all know people who hurt in some way or another, but do we really look to find out why they hurt. If you do not then it’s simply a matter of you don’t care. The next time you see a smile fading and it makes you hurt right along with theirs, then you know you are alive and you have a heart.

I strive for this and hope that one day my son will be able to see the feelings of others; that he will want too. Compassion is being able to set aside your personal feelings and listening to the hurt others feel regardless of you or your own feelings on the matter. Moreover, knowing that their pain might be different in many ways to the pains you have felt in your own life. Nevertheless, that does not make it less painful for them, and it should not then mean less to you.

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