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On Dec 7, 2014david doane wrote :
If we could see ourselves as we really are, that we are one and we are sacred, there would be no need to for the hatred, greed, cruelty, and war in the world. That is a beautiful statement from Thomas Merton. We would respect and honor each other. And we wouldn't have inconsideration, bullying, racism, poverty, starvation, pollution. What a beautiful world it could be. I've never had my heart so cracked open as to hear the cries for help of all people of the world. I hear only a fraction of the cries, loud as they are. I don't avoid distancing myself from the suffering of the world, abundant as it is. To a great extent, I am distanced from my raw intense feelings and my visceral responses to the suffering of so many. I am numbed to much of it. My daily hearing about the suffering seems to result in my taking it for granted, being calloused to it, feeling powerless to do anything about it, and just living with it. I guess if I were to crack open and deeply hear the suffering, I might crack up, or at least feel overwhelmed by it, so to protect myself or have the illusion of protecting myself I don't open wide my heart. Sad, but true.
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On Dec 7, 2014Lfm wrote :
God tells me again and again, David, " I AM God and you (me) are not" (in effort to protect me). Too, I have to take medicine that the world's cries not consume me. I hear you!
On Dec 7, 2014 david doane wrote :
If we could see ourselves as we really are, that we are one and we are sacred, there would be no need to for the hatred, greed, cruelty, and war in the world. That is a beautiful statement from Thomas Merton. We would respect and honor each other. And we wouldn't have inconsideration, bullying, racism, poverty, starvation, pollution. What a beautiful world it could be. I've never had my heart so cracked open as to hear the cries for help of all people of the world. I hear only a fraction of the cries, loud as they are. I don't avoid distancing myself from the suffering of the world, abundant as it is. To a great extent, I am distanced from my raw intense feelings and my visceral responses to the suffering of so many. I am numbed to much of it. My daily hearing about the suffering seems to result in my taking it for granted, being calloused to it, feeling powerless to do anything about it, and just living with it. I guess if I were to crack open and deeply hear the suffering, I might crack up, or at least feel overwhelmed by it, so to protect myself or have the illusion of protecting myself I don't open wide my heart. Sad, but true.