As you’re meandering along the beach with the seagulls making a distinct sound in your ears, you notice this bottle half stuck in the sand at the waters edge. You can hardly contain your excitement as, with hands starting to tremble, you gingerly unroll the paper you extracted from the bottle. Only to find with glee that it is not one, but several pages rolled into the bottle! Then your hands start to tremble. Your heart begins to do a loud boom boom in your ears. The message, the story you are reading – it is about…..
What if you could feel what another person is feeling. How would you treat them? What would they look like to you? What if their feelings, thoughts and pain were your own? When we look upon another as a reflection of our own soul we can show greater love and compassion, no matter what their circumstance, thoughts, or pain. After all, if you see that person as a reflection of you, wouldn’t you show yourself the same kindness, love and compassion? Or if that thought isn’t possible in your line of sight at the moment, let me put it this way. Imagine the person you love the most; whether that is your significant other, child, parent, grandparent, pet, etc. You love them unconditionally and may even smile at their little nuances that would ordinarily annoy someone else. You smile and love that person or pet anyway, and forgive them, even when they may do something that hurts. So looking at it in that situation… if you see that person in front of you as a reflection of the person or pet you love the most in the world, wouldn’t you show the same kindness, love and compassion? No situation is black and white. We are not walking in that person’s exact footprints, thus are not aware of all the reasons a person may act the way they do. Let us not judge. Please let us love others the way we love ourselves and our loved ones. Image credit: http://abstract.desktopnexus.com/wallpaper/1050796/
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A smile costs nothing but gives much. It enriches those who receive without making poorer those who give. It takes but a moment, but the memory of it sometimes lasts forever. None is so rich or mighty that he cannot get along without it and none is so poor that he cannot be made rich by it. Yet a smile cannot be bought, begged, borrowed, or stolen, for it is something that is of no value to anyone until it is given away. Some people are too tired to give you a smile. Give them one of yours, as none needs a smile so much as he who has no more to give. ~ Author Unknown “Thanks to all the folks and animals who gift me with your smile. Your smile makes me smile” ♥ ~ Tara West
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