This is my my today post in Gratitude Lounge, and I believe it can be also my answer to the question:
This morning, while driving to workplace, i felt a deep sense of gratitude towards that God I pray. I actually felt that it is His will that I am now just as I am, and that it doesn’t matter if I am not perfect. His mercy is in every experience, and the path He wants for me is passing even through this gratefulness site, together with you all, learning what is the meaning of sharing, of a kind and wholehearted sharing. Now, sitting and relaxing on my sofa, in this hot afternoon, I consider the joy to be here, together with the joy of living my life, now, where I am. I notice that this joy is deep, inside my soul and it is flowing without noise, plateal gestures, but it is creating a new ground for my spiritual grown. Some holes, here and there, on this path, but if it is God’s will, it will works.

This question reminds me one of my cousins. He wad disabled, his brain was seriously damaged. Yet he was always smiling and his smiles were always so big. Once- maybe he was 11 years old and I was one year older than him – he asked me “Anna, what is life?”. I discovered myself without an answer…the ridiculous part of this situation was that after years of parish school in my catholic faith, I was not able to answer with the words that I have been taught. I don’t remember what I said, maybe “life is when one loves another and viceversa”. My cousin died when he was 12 years old. He loved people around him.
Time has passed. Sometimes i think of a famous italian tale, animated by Walt Disney, speaking of a wooden puppet named “Pinocchio”. When the carpenter felt alone, he made this puppet. This carpenter was moved by love, and named the puppet and suddenly Pinocchio started living, speaking, moving. A mistery. Like the creation, like life.

In a small scale, Keep listening, actively listening, trying especially when I am with those people that I don’t like.
Maybe who I don’t like is suffering and her/his pain is at the roots of her/his bad attitude.
Speaking of social, environmental, political scale, it is harder, for me.
So, i try to learn from Mother Teresa, thinking that what I do, what everyone does in his/her private life, has an effect on the world. May I hold in my heart and in my mind a good descernment when I make my choices.