My Bad

“If you can’t be a good example then you’ll have to be a horrible warning.” Catherine Aird

I hate being a bad example. I would much rather be and example, a paragon of virtue. Unfortunately, I can talk well but have a hard time doing the walk.

If you read my last post, you will know what I mean.

First of all I discuss being open and tolerant. I cite my intentions and then proceed to leave all higher thoughts behind within the paragraph.

What?????

I categorize people  without acknowledging that I belong in each of those groups. I forget in my reactive mode that when something bothers me, I should look within myself to find the source instead of examining the words and actions of others.

Is it because I believe in my heart we are all one, that I feel free to assign motives and aspirations as if I knew exactly what others were thinking and feeling?

Whatever – I apologize. If you find yourself pushed or irritated or distanced by my words, the fault is mine for holding you at arms length.

I forgive myself my grief and dismay. I’m just sorry that I used my reactions as a weapon against people who have the same hopes and fears and dreams as I hold dear.

Perhaps this transformation that I am seeking will only be within me. Perhaps it will be in the nation. I am open to all and ready to do my part.

In the meantime I love the guidance of Pema Chodron. She’s a better example.

“During difficult times like this, I’m feeling that the most important thing is our love for each other and remembering to express that and avoid the temptation to get caught in negative and aggressive thinking. (…) I’m feeling that it’s a time to contact our hearts and to reach out and help in anyway we can”. Pema Chodron

xxoo