Sometimes, when I am completely fed up with people and really want not to be, I remind myself that everyone was once a baby. That overly-opinionated and extremely rude customer – baby, the shockingly overweight person snarfing fast food racking up healthcare bills practically visibly – baby, the wretched-looking street person talking to the air and twitching nervously – baby. They didn’t start out that way. They too were once a tiny-pound bundle of nothing but innocence and joy. Sometimes that helps.
And sometimes there is nothing I can do the stem the tide of my heart breaking in anguish to see how much suffering everyone weighs themselves down with. There is so much. It is so overwhelming sometimes and I want to be able to fix it and I don’t know how.
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the need to be held (2012)
How often have I felt the need to be held?
How often do you recognize in someone else that they also have the need to be held, and the need to be recognized as a person, a living person who feels the need to be held?
Maybe try thinking about that next time you’re on the bus, or in the supermarket, or walking past someone that it would be so easy to think negatively of. Maybe just try.
Some days it is so hard to not let my heart be broken by the degradation of humanity that exists in almost every corner of this city. Some days I fail utterly. And some days I can remember that everyone I come across feels the need to be held, that everyone I come across, most simply, just wants to be recognized as a person.
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