It goes without saying that it is easy — or much easier — to have positive thoughts for people whom you already think highly of. For people that you love. People that you hold close to your heart. People, that you would walk to the ends of the Earth for — say your children. But what about the more difficult people? I’m not referring to the ax murderers of the world … I’ll leave those for God to deal with … but what about the irritating people? The ones who cut you off on the road. The ones that sit right in front of you in the movie theater regardless of the multitude of other open seats. The ones that won’t stop chatting it up with the clerk at the grocery making it next to impossible to pay for your broccoli and leave already. Or the ones (yes, you know where I’m going with this if you know me at all) that chew their gum as if it were their last meal on Earth. What about the irritating folks who leave you feeling exasperated after even the shortest contact … the ones that make you want to scream out loud how much you HATE their bothersome existence — what about them? Is it possible to have empathy for them? To, gulp, as the late Nelson Mandela suggested, “think highly of”?
Most of the time I let those irritating folks bother me more than I should. And I’m guessing you do too — but what if we could change our perception? Not necessarily of their behavior (nothing will ever change the fact that I loathe gum chewing) but of them? But of “hating” them, the human being. And instead of labeling them by their specific unpleasant mannerism, what if we let that go and simply viewed them with compassion? Perhaps the dingbat woman who won’t stop chatting with the clerk is lonely. Perhaps she has no one? And maybe the jerk fella who cut you off actually didn’t see you? As for the gum chewers of the world, I admit, I am at a loss … but for everyone else, this week I am going to work on finding something lovely in at least three people, every single day; people that at first I might find, well, irritating. Because, if after all the evil Nelson Mandela endured, if he was able to find nobility in even one person, then I should be able to find goodness in those that surround my sheltered little life.
I hope you’ll join me in my journey, and learn to stop hating your fellow human beings — because if Mr. Mandela found it difficult to hate, then surly, it should be next to impossible for the rest of us.
Today’s post sponsored by The Daily Prompt — No, Thank you: “If you could permanently ban a word from general usage, which one would it be? Why?” Oh, and if it wasn’t clear, I would ban the word hate. Ban it to the ends of the Earth.