Pride, Peace and Compassion

I read Power vs Force some time back and was recently reminded that one of the powerful shifts that we can choose to make is to think of the successes of others as our own.

It’s a strange concept for most of us, but what if you could think of yourself as being connected to everybody else around you? What if you not only could feel the pains of those less fortunate as if they were afflicting another part of yourself, yet share in the successes and achievements as if they are another “flowering” of our Collective Consciousness?

Perhaps this is one of the wonderous benefits of feeling love and compassion for our fellow creatures?

As I walk through the streets of Shanghai I am regularly approached by beggars. Amid the tremendous wealth and booming development there is desperate poverty. Waiting for the bus near my apartment the other day, while listening to Return to Love on my new phone, I noticed a woman sitting on a step. Within a few moments, she came over toward me and asked for money. As I have come to do, I tried to ignore her.

I feel called to extend compassion towards the people like her. I remain philosophically opposed to giving money to beggars on the street, yet I do feel called to send a private thought, prayer or spiritual wish for her peace… to give myself the opportunity to notice that this woman and I are connected on a deep yet powerfully profound level.

2 comments on “Pride, Peace and Compassion

  1. darling, I constantly feel and do the same thing too… and I’ve even given a speech about it ( my C4) : ‘give an outlet to ur conscience” — if we keep our hearts open, do you think it’d be possible that we’d just get connected with those who truly need help while cannot compassionate with those ‘fake’ ones?

    ( Hey, found my scrip to share with u:)

    Have you ever felt like helping someone poor, when suddenly some unknown power stopped you? You just pretended that nothing had happened and then moved away…

    Here’s a true story of mine. I was on a bus when two people got on and went straight inside. The bus driver shouted after a while, ” Hey, come and throw your money in!” No response. The driver became angry. He turned back and yelled even louder, “Hey, come and pay the bus fare, you countryside guys!” One of them seemed to realize something and moved up to the front. Without saying a word, he showed something to the bus driver. Unexpectedly the driver again shouted, “You are deaf, not blind! So what…?” There was silence on the bus except for the driver’s muttering. Finding themselves in a dilemma for a moment, the two handicapped people could do nothing but get off the bus.

    Well, what was Wendy doing there? “er… I have two big bags in my hand and it’s kind of inconvenient if I went up to offer help ”. “ er…. No body else is doing anything, would it seem weird or stupid if I….?” All excuses!! The only thing I was doing was to excuse myself from following my conscience and taking some action! What’s the result? I still feel sorry and guilty as I think about that experience even now.

    On the other hand, what if we take action on the spur of the moment in this kind of situation? I’d like to share with you another story.

    A veteran journalist of ten years went to interview a family in which the five-year-old kid was ill with AIDS due to a blood transfusion. It was not until he was directly in face with the family that the human instinctive fear invaded him. “AIDS! This is a family with AIDS!” The atmosphere became awkward. The parents seemed not to know what to say. And so with the journalist. Out of sudden, he did something that shocked everybody present, including himself! He extended his two hands and hugged the little boy! The parents burst into tears. The journalist did as well. He later recalled, “Those tears allowed me to taste the truest sense of tenderness I have ever felt in all my years as a journalist”.

    I learned one thing from that story. Give an outlet to your conscience when she needs to be released! It’s the calling from the bottom of your heart! I have to say that we become colder and colder during our growth, the so-called “being more mature”. Don’t ignore that feeling it when you become aware of the tiniest warm part. It is the conscience calling for freedom!

    My speech is now coming to an end. Here’s the last but not least anecdote I’d like to share with you all. Mr. Tolstory and his friend were taking a walk on the street when a beggar approached him. Mr. Tolstory looked at him and gave the man some pennies. His friend was surprised and asked, “Don’t you know that he is a well-known cheat in this area? Why did you still give him some money?” Tolstory smiled and said peacefully, “No, my friend. I did not give the money to him, but to my conscience!”

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