When someone is hurting, especially from loss of a loved one, I am moved to do what I can to help. Usually this is by giving a warm hug and listening to them. Everyone needs to be heard.
What vulnerabilities in others awaken my greatest impulse to be of service?
Exactly the same "vulnerabilities" which are in me. I can't become aware of ( and therefore react by "awakening" or responding ) these unless they are there, dormant (as sub-consciousness), semi- dormant, or fully active consciously , within me too! I don't have to name names either, all together they say who I am!.
This is why Joshua Emmanuel the Christ made only One Commandment, "Love thy neighbour as Thy self."...
What vulnerabilities in others awaken my greatest impulse to be of service?
Exactly the same “vulnerabilities” which are in me. I can’t become aware of ( and therefore react by “awakening” or responding ) these unless they are there, dormant (as sub-consciousness), semi- dormant, or fully active consciously , within me too! I don’t have to name names either, all together they say who I am!.
This is why Joshua Emmanuel the Christ made only One Commandment, “Love thy neighbour as Thy self.” Straight up because he/she IS you in all the aspects which, make up every Human Being Including OUR “vulnerabilities”, potentialities, desires, etc, etc.
The hardship people are suffering because of injustice, poor government policies that bring about poverty in countries that are wealthy and able to do better, people who are ground down because they have lost hope and have turned to various addictions as a way out.
I wish more people could come together for reasons such as this. If everybody stood together for justice, no government would stand a chance against it.
I remember having a vision once that made me cry. I am vegan, and for many years, I participated in a weekly writing workshop near a sandwich shop that made a delicious vegan sub (there might actually have been dairy in the cole slaw, I didn’t want to ask because I liked it so much). I got the sub then ate it in the posh corporate boardroom that we used for our writing workshop. The sub was incredibly messy. I couldn’t eat it without sauce dripping all over, and I felt really out ...I rememb...
I remember having a vision once that made me cry. I am vegan, and for many years, I participated in a weekly writing workshop near a sandwich shop that made a delicious vegan sub (there might actually have been dairy in the cole slaw, I didn’t want to ask because I liked it so much). I got the sub then ate it in the posh corporate boardroom that we used for our writing workshop. The sub was incredibly messy. I couldn’t eat it without sauce dripping all over, and I felt really out …I remember having a vision once that made me cry. I am vegan, and for many years, I participated in a weekly writing workshop near a sandwich shop that made a delicious vegan sub (there might actually have been dairy in the cole slaw, I didn’t want to ask because I liked it so much). I got the sub then ate it in the posh corporate boardroom that we used for our writing workshop. The sub was incredibly messy. I couldn’t eat it without sauce dripping all over, and I felt really out of place eating it in a very formal boardroom.One Friday night, as I was preparing to go to this workshop, I thought about eating the sub for lunch and had a vision of myself. I was sitting in the boardroom with this sandwich in front of me, and I had cole slaw and crumbs and sauce all over my face, and I had just taken a big bite of the sandwich and had my mouth full of food. But I had a huge grin on my face, the happiest look I could imagine.I genuinely don’t know if I have ever actually smiled that way because experiencing that type of joy requires dropping your cynicism and skepticism, forgetting about anything bad and enjoying just what is right in front of you at the time in the purest possible way. The version of myself in the vision was a simpler person than I am, guileless. And I began to cry because I wanted to bring that level of happiness to others.I have another story. My partner is a teacher, and every year that we have lived together, I’ve gotten them something with an apple to celebrate the first day of school. Sometimes I make an apple crumble. One year, I was out of work and baked a pie from scratch. This year, we were very busy around the start of school, and after the first day, my partner drove to meet me at my office, and we ate dinner together at a grocery store nearby.While I was there, I picked up an apple crumble without my partner noticing. When we got home, I left it out for them in the living room, and the joy they experienced from me keeping up that tradition still takes my breath away.
I love building up others with low self-esteem, and making them realize that they have talents–everybody does! My wife is a perfect example: since she’s lived with a disability her entire life, she sort of has this permanent “I’m less than” attitude; I like to remind her that she’s beautiful (which she is–I’m not just saying that b/c she’s my wife), intelligent, hardworking, and much more. And I think she’s finally starting to realize those things are true.
I love this! I see so many young boys, and young girls, being raised up to belittle others when they’re down so that they can somehow get ahead. We all deserve somebody to boost us up when we are feeling less-than and I love that you are able to be that person for your wife. Keep it up!
Being a child of a parent lost to suicide and being unable to say I haven't been depressed enough to think of the act myself, I would have to say someone allowing themselves to be vulnerable enough to reach out for help. When people are in a situation where they need help, it is often hard for someone to let down their walls and guard and actually seek out help. I have noticed this to be true especially in cases of mental illnesses. When someone allows themselves to be that vulnerable though, I ...
Being a child of a parent lost to suicide and being unable to say I haven’t been depressed enough to think of the act myself, I would have to say someone allowing themselves to be vulnerable enough to reach out for help. When people are in a situation where they need help, it is often hard for someone to let down their walls and guard and actually seek out help. I have noticed this to be true especially in cases of mental illnesses. When someone allows themselves to be that vulnerable though, I can’t help but to do any and everything I can to be of service for that person.
Thank you so very much. His birthday is coming up, it’s actually Christmas. It was many years ago though and he was terminally ill so I know he’s in a better place and at peace now. I couldn’t have imagined living with something tearing away at your brain and knowing that forever it would be like that so I’ve come to understand his reasoning.
I appreciate the vulnerability and the courage to be imperfect.
Vulnerability is not weakness; and the uncertainty, risks, and emotional exposure we face every day are not optional.
But in the situations where poor people live, social vulnerability, hunger, unemployment, default in their quality of life, without education, medical care... these cases awaken my greatest impulse to be of service.
I try to raise money in order to solve some problem. Sometime, writing articles in order to show ...
I appreciate the vulnerability and the courage to be imperfect.
Vulnerability is not weakness; and the uncertainty, risks, and emotional exposure we face every day are not optional.
But in the situations where poor people live, social vulnerability, hunger, unemployment, default in their quality of life, without education, medical care… these cases awaken my greatest impulse to be of service.
I try to raise money in order to solve some problem. Sometime, writing articles in order to show the problem for political authorities, share the situation with my friends and raise food and clothes.
When another feels momentarily hopeless because life’s duties all of a sudden feel overwhelming, I like to help them to get their footing again, whether it’s by doing a chore for them or really listening to show them I care. I know how important that can be because it’s been done for me.
I don’t equate the vulnerabilities in others as a catalyst for taking action or of being of service on my part. I see vulnerabilities in others (and myself) as a part of, and consequence of, their humanity. We are all vulnerable. When vulnerabilities in others leads to victimization and/or suffering in some way, that’s when I take action in ways that are available to me.
sadness. anxiety. depression.
When someone is hurting, especially from loss of a loved one, I am moved to do what I can to help. Usually this is by giving a warm hug and listening to them. Everyone needs to be heard.
What vulnerabilities in others awaken my greatest impulse to be of service?
Exactly the same "vulnerabilities" which are in me. I can't become aware of ( and therefore react by "awakening" or responding ) these unless they are there, dormant (as sub-consciousness), semi- dormant, or fully active consciously , within me too! I don't have to name names either, all together they say who I am!.
This is why Joshua Emmanuel the Christ made only One Commandment, "Love thy neighbour as Thy self."...
What vulnerabilities in others awaken my greatest impulse to be of service?
Exactly the same “vulnerabilities” which are in me. I can’t become aware of ( and therefore react by “awakening” or responding ) these unless they are there, dormant (as sub-consciousness), semi- dormant, or fully active consciously , within me too! I don’t have to name names either, all together they say who I am!.
This is why Joshua Emmanuel the Christ made only One Commandment, “Love thy neighbour as Thy self.” Straight up because he/she IS you in all the aspects which, make up every Human Being Including OUR “vulnerabilities”, potentialities, desires, etc, etc.
Ed, thank-you for your sharing! It is so true and very helpful to me right now.
Peace.
Your are welcome Shella because “all we truly have is each other”.
And here is a Schulte “stocking stuffer” a niece of mine is much better at getting the point across then I can
http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/british-columbia/homeless-surrey-135a-christmas-cards-1.4457036
The hardship people are suffering because of injustice, poor government policies that bring about poverty in countries that are wealthy and able to do better, people who are ground down because they have lost hope and have turned to various addictions as a way out.
I wish more people could come together for reasons such as this. If everybody stood together for justice, no government would stand a chance against it.
I remember having a vision once that made me cry. I am vegan, and for many years, I participated in a weekly writing workshop near a sandwich shop that made a delicious vegan sub (there might actually have been dairy in the cole slaw, I didn’t want to ask because I liked it so much). I got the sub then ate it in the posh corporate boardroom that we used for our writing workshop. The sub was incredibly messy. I couldn’t eat it without sauce dripping all over, and I felt really out ...I rememb...
I remember having a vision once that made me cry. I am vegan, and for many years, I participated in a weekly writing workshop near a sandwich shop that made a delicious vegan sub (there might actually have been dairy in the cole slaw, I didn’t want to ask because I liked it so much). I got the sub then ate it in the posh corporate boardroom that we used for our writing workshop. The sub was incredibly messy. I couldn’t eat it without sauce dripping all over, and I felt really out …I remember having a vision once that made me cry. I am vegan, and for many years, I participated in a weekly writing workshop near a sandwich shop that made a delicious vegan sub (there might actually have been dairy in the cole slaw, I didn’t want to ask because I liked it so much). I got the sub then ate it in the posh corporate boardroom that we used for our writing workshop. The sub was incredibly messy. I couldn’t eat it without sauce dripping all over, and I felt really out of place eating it in a very formal boardroom.One Friday night, as I was preparing to go to this workshop, I thought about eating the sub for lunch and had a vision of myself. I was sitting in the boardroom with this sandwich in front of me, and I had cole slaw and crumbs and sauce all over my face, and I had just taken a big bite of the sandwich and had my mouth full of food. But I had a huge grin on my face, the happiest look I could imagine.I genuinely don’t know if I have ever actually smiled that way because experiencing that type of joy requires dropping your cynicism and skepticism, forgetting about anything bad and enjoying just what is right in front of you at the time in the purest possible way. The version of myself in the vision was a simpler person than I am, guileless. And I began to cry because I wanted to bring that level of happiness to others.I have another story. My partner is a teacher, and every year that we have lived together, I’ve gotten them something with an apple to celebrate the first day of school. Sometimes I make an apple crumble. One year, I was out of work and baked a pie from scratch. This year, we were very busy around the start of school, and after the first day, my partner drove to meet me at my office, and we ate dinner together at a grocery store nearby.While I was there, I picked up an apple crumble without my partner noticing. When we got home, I left it out for them in the living room, and the joy they experienced from me keeping up that tradition still takes my breath away.
I love building up others with low self-esteem, and making them realize that they have talents–everybody does! My wife is a perfect example: since she’s lived with a disability her entire life, she sort of has this permanent “I’m less than” attitude; I like to remind her that she’s beautiful (which she is–I’m not just saying that b/c she’s my wife), intelligent, hardworking, and much more. And I think she’s finally starting to realize those things are true.
I love this! I see so many young boys, and young girls, being raised up to belittle others when they’re down so that they can somehow get ahead. We all deserve somebody to boost us up when we are feeling less-than and I love that you are able to be that person for your wife. Keep it up!
Being a child of a parent lost to suicide and being unable to say I haven't been depressed enough to think of the act myself, I would have to say someone allowing themselves to be vulnerable enough to reach out for help. When people are in a situation where they need help, it is often hard for someone to let down their walls and guard and actually seek out help. I have noticed this to be true especially in cases of mental illnesses. When someone allows themselves to be that vulnerable though, I ...
Being a child of a parent lost to suicide and being unable to say I haven’t been depressed enough to think of the act myself, I would have to say someone allowing themselves to be vulnerable enough to reach out for help. When people are in a situation where they need help, it is often hard for someone to let down their walls and guard and actually seek out help. I have noticed this to be true especially in cases of mental illnesses. When someone allows themselves to be that vulnerable though, I can’t help but to do any and everything I can to be of service for that person.
Bree, I can’t even imagine the pain of losing a parent to suicide. Bless you and peace be with you.????
Thank you so very much. His birthday is coming up, it’s actually Christmas. It was many years ago though and he was terminally ill so I know he’s in a better place and at peace now. I couldn’t have imagined living with something tearing away at your brain and knowing that forever it would be like that so I’ve come to understand his reasoning.
I appreciate the vulnerability and the courage to be imperfect.
Vulnerability is not weakness; and the uncertainty, risks, and emotional exposure we face every day are not optional.
But in the situations where poor people live, social vulnerability, hunger, unemployment, default in their quality of life, without education, medical care... these cases awaken my greatest impulse to be of service.
I try to raise money in order to solve some problem. Sometime, writing articles in order to show ...
I appreciate the vulnerability and the courage to be imperfect.
Vulnerability is not weakness; and the uncertainty, risks, and emotional exposure we face every day are not optional.
But in the situations where poor people live, social vulnerability, hunger, unemployment, default in their quality of life, without education, medical care… these cases awaken my greatest impulse to be of service.
I try to raise money in order to solve some problem. Sometime, writing articles in order to show the problem for political authorities, share the situation with my friends and raise food and clothes.
When another feels momentarily hopeless because life’s duties all of a sudden feel overwhelming, I like to help them to get their footing again, whether it’s by doing a chore for them or really listening to show them I care. I know how important that can be because it’s been done for me.
I don’t equate the vulnerabilities in others as a catalyst for taking action or of being of service on my part. I see vulnerabilities in others (and myself) as a part of, and consequence of, their humanity. We are all vulnerable. When vulnerabilities in others leads to victimization and/or suffering in some way, that’s when I take action in ways that are available to me.
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