Well hello again! It’s been almost 2 months since my last blog and the year 2019 is now inching its way into 2020! And just like that, we’re on the cusp of a new season. Whatever part of the globe you find yourself in; I always find it interesting to observe that though gender, ethnicity, culture, geography and time physically separates us, our very real human experiences and emotions connect us to one other in a very potent way.
Those universal experiences are death, sickness, grief, hunger, thirst (not always physical – but can be interpreted to mean a thirst and hunger for knowledge and understanding about how to navigate this wide-wild-world).
To feel sadness or pain and expect others to consistently and intuitively understand, is to come to know it yourself.
It’s easy for us to be genuinely and consistently compassionate towards another person or global situation when we’ve fully immersed ourselves in that particular aspect of our human experience.
To turn a deaf ear, blind eye or have selective amnesia or compassion towards another person or situation is to be so far removed or lightly immersed in that particular event of this experience called life and its purpose.
Personally, I can only think of 2 reasons where this can happen
The first is your history. When the pain of your family history or ancestry is so deeply embedded within your DNA that you have become immune to a painful situation is a worrisome thought. But the more you participate in all this life and its people has to offer with a clean slate (no matter how brief each interaction is), you’d realize that knowledge of our (individual & collective) past can possibly solve what’s happening around us.
The second is your genetics. Have you ever met someone and wonder how come they treat with adversity and (exponential) stress without having a super-charged emotional reaction each time? I have and couldn’t understand it myself, until one day I decided to chalk it up to maturity and compartmentalizing situations, people and intuitively knowing where and with whom to react to/relieve our very real stress.
It’s easy to fly off the handle if you’ve never experienced a particular type of stress (road rage I know is a hard one to avoid, since you’re in the comfort and solitude of your own property most times), but I know one day everybody will eventually encounter those situations and people and learn what’s their best way of coping and the place for it.
Friday we’ll be in November and in two months … a brand new year. So here’s to you!
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