Cultivate Compassion

There is a young lady whom I work with who for no reason that I know of does not like me. My simple hello’s and “how are you today?” seem to fall flat on her. She’s also beyond unfriendly…she makes a point to lay whatever I need on the desk instead of handing it to me and will not look me in the eye. Recently frustrated, I realized that I need to be more compassionate instead of angry with her. So I tried honey instead of vinegar. It was painful at first..this girl was not eaisly swayed by my initial doses of kindness. Finally after a few days she looked in my eyes and then to my surprise the last day I left for x-mas she smiled at me. I now know that my initial reaction, to ignore her would have been wrong. I look forward to getting to know her better and perhaps even developing a friendship. My next mission is the director at my son’s school. I do not like her. I think she is a mean person (even though my heart knows she is not). This will be a challenge for me because I sincerely do not like her…I’m not even sure when I will start, but since I am writing this I am sure the universe will push me sooner than later to cultivate compassion for her.

*The perpetual naivete towards the workings of emotional Karmic forces.
*Towards taking the next best option of crusifying this naivete with the nails of self criticism
*Towards taking the rhird likely road down of lazy delay, it’s an either or attitude that betrays the will to do now what wisely can be said later
*Does this make sense? yes, the point of this calls for compassion
*To trunkated dreams of saving all, helping all
*Compassion to vices of the small mind
*small mind, gather there under the light of compassion and then mingle
*all love, all compassion, all kindness to the failed attempts at being there for others when I’m not here for the self
*All the tender love, kindness, velve roses wrapped around the impulses that took me last night down the path of Injured Little Heart Boulevard
*All the tenderness dear one, let the sun warm your beautyful brown skin, hush, hush my love!!
*All the tenderess sweet dear, it’s all right… :)
*May love pour, on, on and on…

I care about this that you feel at this moment, and I hold you in my arms, cradling you as I would a child born from and out of my body. This suffering, mindfully keep this truth present, connects you to the suffering of the village, the human village. May your body, mind and spirit feel soft and cuddled as you breathe in. May you send a smile to others in suffering as you breathe out… I care for you deeply. I care about your anguish! I care deeply about your feeling of anxiety! Come and sit here with me, in the cradle of my arms burning with love for you dear one….

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Practice Kindness and Compassion

The Dalai Lama said: It’s easy to feel compassion for your friends, but a lot harder to feel compassion for your enemies. And yet, only that is true compassion.
Can I really feel compassion for someone in my life who has shown herself to be vindictive, jealous, and merciless? I must. After all, she is a most unhappy person. I may be suffering because of her actions, but on some level I believe she is suffering more. She is trapped in her own vindictiveness. I feel bad for her.

I am realizing now that one can never have too much compassion. There is so much more, and so many things, on the way to having expanded compassion. The process in indescribable.