Wednesday, August 29, 2012

WHAT I LEARNED FROM THE UNKIND

I have learned silence from the talkative, tolerance from the intolerant and kindness from the unkind. I should not be ungrateful to those teachers. ~Kahlil Gibran
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It's always a good reminder when someone who hates you with an unholy fervor unleashes their wrath on you. It keeps humility in the forefront of your ego. My reminder came when I least expected it, when I wasn't feeling well, and after I had a great time at a photography seminar. It was a brief encounter of hatred from someone I've written about in a previous blog post. A person whom I barely think of or regard in a reverent manner. 

But that night I happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time. The fury directed at my presence looked similar to a volcanic eruption of the magmatic kind. As I vamoosed my butt far away from destruction I felt pity not for myself but for the person who wastes precious life moments stirring the toxic cauldron of hatred. I prayed for this person whenever I'm reminded of their intense loathing for me. There is nothing I can say or do to make amends or dispel misconceptions. 

Like Khalil Gibran's quote above I'm grateful for the hateful people in my life and the lessons I learn from them:

  • No amount of Botox or plastic surgery can erase the toxic effects of hatred festering inside me. In order to look youthful as I age it's imperative to release the hatred and instill forgiveness. The fountain of youth can be found in the well of forgiveness.
  • The person whom you hate isn't harming you. YOU are poisoning yourself from the inside out and causing irreparable damage to your health. 
  • Being old and terminally ill doesn't give me a license to act like an A-hole. Life would be worth living if I focused on the blessings instead of the people and things I hate. 
  • Misery loves company. I attract what I harbor inside and surrounding myself with miserable people is the worst way to live an abundant life. 
  • I can't control the people around me but I CAN control how I react to them. It's unnecessary to dwell on the actions of others. Better to concentrate on the good I can bestow on others. 
I'm grateful for these lessons Life sucker punches me with to keep me humble and youthful looking. Why choose to live a life of decay when I can live a full one that thrives and shines?