I picked this up from one of my favorite stores when I was out shopping recently. The small animals part is obvious, but my mind was also very much on the children and their teacher who were trapped in the cave in Thailand. The morning I woke up to read the news that all were out safely was such a glorious relief from all the other news I read every day.
It’s certainly not a stretch to guess that the children of refugees in this country who are separated from their parents never leave my mind. This is an administration that is indifferent and cruel. It’s led by people who lack compassion and empathy for anyone who doesn’t fall into their category of “people like us.”
I’m relieved to be as distant from them as I can be emotionally, physically, and psychologically. I don’t hate them, even if they cause me feelings of deep distrust, dismay, and even despair. Despite what someone said about me to a child one time, I don’t hate people. If I didn’t love people, they couldn’t break my heart. I would rather be constantly doing the work to mend the broken pieces than to have no heart. I want always to live without committing any act of cruelty toward the most vulnerable among us. As I’ve said before on this blog, if ever I err, I hope I always err on the side of kindness–the third part of the little St Francis card that travels with me everywhere now.
I totally agree. It is counterproductive to meet hate with hate.
I’m exhausted by current events. Sometimes I’m full of rage at what’s going on. I hate bad actions, and I hate cruelty. People who are hatable…are sort of not worth the energy it takes to hate. If that makes any sense.
Yes, I agree.