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The Importance of Patience

In addressing the gulf between the cruel and the compassionate, an inordinate amount of patience is required.

Since patience is not a commonly known or typical virtue of the cruel, it falls on the compassionate side to invoke the patience. With patience, the compassionate ones exert the effort of showing the cruel ones a better way of being.

Some things are taught through reciprocity, some through example, others are a matter of conditioning and indoctrination, and still other things require more drastic measures – a tale for another time.

The point being, that in dealing with the human condition, there are many avenues down which an individual might progress. I heartily recommend the path of compassion.

For those who say compassion is a weakness, I offer you the patience to go and learn better, and then return for another lesson.

Sometimes going away is an important lesson to learn, and so we practice maintaining healthy boundaries as part of our compassionate, patient, practice.

This is where the strength of compassion is demonstrated, in the maintaining of healthy boundaries and practicing self-care.

I count myself as one who continues to work on these things.

Thanks for sharing your attention with my ideas.

Blessed be!

~A colorful mandala with fuschia and violet petals turning into green and gold at the outer edge.

Floodgates

When the floodgates open, everything is laid waste.

The deluge of pent up energy escaping from its former restraint will devastate what has been so carefully laid out in its shadow.

In an instant, a roaring cleansing of everything.

Gone now – a moment of violence that can never be taken back.

What is not washed away is buried beneath the surface that now covers the rest of your life.

Submerged and lurking dangers circle and swirl all around you.

The coldness clenches your chest, your lungs fight to expand.

There is no remaining still, you must move.

Tread water for a moment.

Breathe as deeply as you can.

Listen to your heartbeat.

Beware the margins of change, scan the horizon.

Swim for shore, alternating strokes as you go.

Reach and pull yourself through, kicking with all you’ve got.

Find a place to stand, and then start again.

Like day follows night, and night follows day, each breath brings another.

We are a pattern laid out over time.

Cycles revealed in the swirling eddies of what once was.

Glittering reflections of memories dancing in the glare of new opportunity.

Let the water carry you, but do not let it swallow you.

Swim through chaos.

Rise and stand again.

When the floodgates open, it is time to take to the high ground.

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