We really are genuinely kind. Most of us.

By November 4, 2019 January 21st, 2020 2 Comments

I hesitate to use the term “judge.” It is loaded, classist, and counter-productive. But I use it and practice it all the time. I judge my city’s infrastructure by the state of its roads after a heavy rain storm, its response to disasters, and its treatment of the poor, the displaced, and the elderly. I watch how a teacher speaks to her students when they have tested her patience and especially when they don’t seem to “get it.” I assess a school by how it serves all its students all the time, not only when it is seeking accreditation or validation. Most importantly, I judge myself when the emails, the laundry, and my daughter’s nagging pile up. “Show me your compassion now!” yaps the nitty gritty shitty committee residing in my Tafili head. My point is that we show who we really are when we are under duress at both ends of the pressure spectrum. Our behaviour when we win and when we are in dire straits helps me understand who we really are.

And we really are genuinely kind. Most of us at least. In our default setting of wellness as we have been created. Until we started testing the system. And heart disease crept in.

The Western philosopher Immanuel Kant argued that we were all born with dignity and we all die with dignity. He believed —

and I agree— that dignity was intrinsic to human beings.

As science progressed, we started to learn that dignity not only extends to humans. It was also observed in animal communities. This and other social interactions are described in great scientific detail in the book Mama’s Last Hug.

So building on Kant’s argument and the science that followed, it is safe to conclude that dignity is intrinsic to all beings. Dignity is defined as the personal quality of being worthy of honour. As I see it, being worthy of honour is being worthy of respect. Being worthy of respect is being worthy of compassion and kindness. Because we all come from the Source.

It is all one and the same, or what my tribe of compassionate lifers affectionately repeats over and over: “same same.”

I was reminded of this intrinsic quality in us by this video of a little boy clearly struggling with the idea of hitting a Spiderman pinata, his kindness —obviously— winning over any violence and undignified behaviour.

This is all the evidence I need to confirm that compassion/kindness/dignity are intrinsic to human nature.

Around the same time I came across this video, in a big white house in America, the leader of the free world stood on a podium and described in a most undignified manner the killing of Al Baghdadi in Syria.

This is all the evidence I need to confirm that our world is unwell and the nitty gritty shitty committee not only resides in my head, it can take human form and reside in big, fancy, white houses. [I am being unkind.]

It comes as no surprise that the number 1 killer in the world today is heart disease. Our hearts, the seats of our souls and the wells of kindness and compassion, are physically and spiritually ill.

In this fourth energy centre, we are moving from being selfish to being selfless. This centre is associated with the emotions of love and caring, nurturing, compassion, gratitude, thankfulness, appreciation, kindness, inspiration, selflessness, wholeness, and trust. It is where our divinity originates; it is the seat of the soul. When the fourth centre is in balance, we care about others and we want to work in cooperation for the greatest good of the community. We feel a genuine love for life. We feel whole, and we are satisfied with who we are.

—Dr. Joe Dispenza, Becoming Supernatural

That little boy’s fourth energy centre is in balance.

It is easy to manufacture compassion, kindness, respect, and dignity when all is well. I can be my best self when I am alone chanting mantra, burning sage, and daydreaming about my “wokeness.”

In yoga therapy, I learned to exhaust the injured muscle to identify the problem and attempt to intervene when it is completely fatigued so new muscle intelligence can be programmed. I always notice my stride when I am running after I am warm. That is the magical window to correct posture.

We show our true metal when we are warm. Our heart-sick world needs us more than ever. And it needs us warm and possibly fatigued so we can correct course. We cannot isolate ourselves in caves. We need to be out there, in the eye of the storm, most likely struggling and losing our way, but always eventually finding our compass and returning to the very trait that qualifies our beingness. When we are wronged, we might surprise ourselves and our shitty committees by reverting to our default well of kindness, compassion, and dignity.

My friend, if your colleague lets you down and quits abruptly in the middle of a project, dig deep. Draw from your infinite kind heart and extend compassion and forgiveness. Do not let the shitty committee call the shots and escort the colleague out of the building.

The world has more beings like that little boy with the pinata than leaders in white houses. There are more wells of dignity and kindness to soothe, heal, and uplift hurting hearts. History shows that dignity and kindness always triumph.

Hug the pinata.



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