Patience is not my strong suit.

I intend to lift others and help them see what they are doing right. Hold their hand (not necessarily literal) if they feel isolated or misunderstood... but I can be selfish and scattered and blinded by circumstance.

I’ve learned that I don’t have to agree with or even understand someone’s experience to be helpful. Compassion doesn’t require a degree and I am not here to play judge, I am here to learn to love.

The template that works for my life circumstance does not fit you. How I act and react in a situation might be very different from how you might act and react in the same situation. This part is never personal. It’s not about what someone is doing “to me”, it’s what they are feeling and navigating in each moment.

I try to use the pause button when I observe someone who appears to be acting out. The idea is to override my basic instinct to scrutinize their behavior, and look a bit more deeply to consider there is much I do not know. Human behavior can be confusing and I’m still learning.

Asking questions and being curious rather than drawing absolute conclusions is a pretty good way to roll.

I’m writing a short piece on empathy this morning, though the word is never mentioned. I’ll publish it without an edit for time’s sake, as an offering to someone who woke me up, again. We keep awakening from unconsciousness...how cool is that?

The most potent lessons I’ve encountered were from teachers who did not wear robes and had no particular credentials. This time it was a child who offered a valuable lesson- one I almost missed due to my own impatience and lack of dopamine.

I bow deeply to the kid. 🙏🏽🙏🏻🙏🏼