This morning I shared this story with my wife. And she was impacted by the story too. But she reacted in a different way. She fell into the typical pattern of feeling sorry for the boy and his siblings. I could see it on her face...pity. Pity, that worthlessness from within that the self-limiting image (ego) interprets as compassion. Its the socialist's idea of help. The Bleeding heart do-gooder's excuse to give of their time and energy. Most people have that same pitiful reaction, and most people react quickly by wanting to fix it with money or some other pseudo-altruistic endeavor.
But, guess what. Most people don't have half the strength or intestinal fortitude as that young African to actually to take action and do something about their own situations. People still look for someone or something "out there" to fix their circumstances. People generally feel sorry for themselves and others. If you don't know what I mean, think about a tupper-ware party or any social gathering, conversations often involve someone telling of their latest awful drama and the usual response is, "aauuhh" with that pitiful pursed up facial pout; followed by a competitive dramatic event to get higher amounts of sympathy.
You know what, that boy didn't do that at all. And his story is rough enough to beat out most. He just bowed up his chest, got the mollasses out of his asses and did what needed to be done! He made the best out of his situation! Probably to him his situation was like living at the Taj Mahal compared to living on the streets with no food, shelter or family. However, the bleeding heart do-gooders of the world, who show him pity, can't see this empowering truth. Why? Its simple. Most of them have no idea what it is to reach down deep inside and find the best in themselves. People look to appearances. They only see the 9-year old boy on the plastic mattress with his siblings, and say, "Wow, they have it bad, that's so unfortunate...they're much worse off than me."
THAT IS PITIFUL! (pun intended)
With the upcoming perfect storm of economic meltdown, politic unrest, and all of the other things approaching, the question is: can we as Americans can be content and grateful with a small piece of plastic and more importantly share our plastic with others when needed, and do so without the pity and sentimental bullshit we commonly mistake for compassion? Can we do it from a place of large, gutsy balls (or swollen ovaries in your females' case). The young boy showed emotion, but was strong enough that he couldn't waste any time in that position. There were things to do. And, we as Americans, as humans, have a LOT to do. Looking or waiting around for someone else to solve problems isn't the solution. Nor is galvanizing a revolt against some perceived oppressor. The solution lies within! We all must tap that wellspring of innate power, our original nature, in order to do something and prepare for what's to come. Its the best way!
Can you do that?
I am committed to do so for myself.
If you aren't sure how, check out the Shen Life Teachings at www.shen-life.com. It explains in great detail what we all must do!
You know what, that boy didn't do that at all. And his story is rough enough to beat out most. He just bowed up his chest, got the mollasses out of his asses and did what needed to be done! He made the best out of his situation! Probably to him his situation was like living at the Taj Mahal compared to living on the streets with no food, shelter or family. However, the bleeding heart do-gooders of the world, who show him pity, can't see this empowering truth. Why? Its simple. Most of them have no idea what it is to reach down deep inside and find the best in themselves. People look to appearances. They only see the 9-year old boy on the plastic mattress with his siblings, and say, "Wow, they have it bad, that's so unfortunate...they're much worse off than me."
THAT IS PITIFUL! (pun intended)
With the upcoming perfect storm of economic meltdown, politic unrest, and all of the other things approaching, the question is: can we as Americans can be content and grateful with a small piece of plastic and more importantly share our plastic with others when needed, and do so without the pity and sentimental bullshit we commonly mistake for compassion? Can we do it from a place of large, gutsy balls (or swollen ovaries in your females' case). The young boy showed emotion, but was strong enough that he couldn't waste any time in that position. There were things to do. And, we as Americans, as humans, have a LOT to do. Looking or waiting around for someone else to solve problems isn't the solution. Nor is galvanizing a revolt against some perceived oppressor. The solution lies within! We all must tap that wellspring of innate power, our original nature, in order to do something and prepare for what's to come. Its the best way!
Can you do that?
I am committed to do so for myself.
If you aren't sure how, check out the Shen Life Teachings at www.shen-life.com. It explains in great detail what we all must do!
Stephen,
ReplyDeleteFirst of all, thank you for starting a blog. Reading or hearing your 'thoughts on matters and issues' always touch a nerve with me. I stand accused as one of those 'bleeding heart do-gooders', but there is a difference now that my heart and mind has started to open - I also see the courage and the will of that boy to live in dignity. I see the duality in my perception of my own life: on the one hand I see my worthlessness, on the other I see an innate desire to be free of all of that shit. As you tell us to "face our shit", mostly I see shit. I see glimpses of the dignified me once in a while, but he looks unfamiliar. I'm relying on faith that one day I'll be like that little boy. But I know it has to happen the alternative makes me sick.
Thank you for sharing.
Raneil
Thank you for sharing! First of all, recognizing there is a part of us that is impure with our so-called care and benevolence, and this is vital to growth. Eventually, this brutal honesty allows the part of us that is pure and compassionate to come forward. Secondly, being sick of it can be a double-edged sword. In one way it motivates us to something different and better. On the other hand, it can embolden the thing we want to rid ourselves of.
ReplyDeleteAlways touch a nerve??? MMMMM?!.
SDR
What I mean when I say "touch a nerve with me" is that what you say or write usually elicits an emotional reaction in me.
ReplyDeleteRaneil
got it!
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