A Little Empathy

 

I can hear what I can only describe as the theme to the Lion King bleeding through my study walls, as I was about to touch the keys of this keyboard. I don’t know if it’s a sign from God, or if Good Morning America is just trying to fleece another Grandma to buy Broadway tickets or both. But the sun is shining  just as bright as when that old baboon held up the lion cub. So who am I to say?

I took a picture of myself this morning, than easily picked out every flaw I saw on my saggy face. My skin looks like loose fitting clothing on a skinny man. Although I’d much prefer being a skinny man with plenty of wrinkles. Then this once  fat old man wearing a loose fitting skin suit that still makes me look fat. But enough about me, how about you? Got any features you care to tear apart this morning? It’s funny how the ego and wounded self-respect turns most of us into our own worst critic.

But such as it is with humankind, always comparing notes. Falling in love with someone and never seeing ourselves as measuring up. Instead of living our lives in domestic bliss, we go about pining about what could have been. (A little close to home, huh?) Anyway, I ain’t got no cure for this illness other than to tell you to love yourself. For life can be crappy enough with someone pissing on your head and telling you it’s raining rainbows.

There’s enough disinformation in the world without tell yourself more lies. The best thing I can tell you to do, is live in the moment. Understand that most everyone else feels the same way you do. And for God’s sakes, show yourself a little empathy.     

#ego #selfrespect #inthemoment #compassion #zen