Sunday, July 22, 2012

Random Acts Of Kindness vs Senseless Acts Of Violence

Random acts of kindness vs Senseless acts of violence.

Maybe that's what it comes down to.  Two ends of the spectrum present themselves as we hurry through our daily lives.  We choose.  Constantly.

I'm guessing most of us run on automatic.  We've either trained ourselves to see things in a positive light...or not.  To be kind...or maybe not.  Maybe we're just neutral.  Surely we are not violent are we?  I mean we don't shoot people.  We don't even hit people.  We don't even yell at people.  Do we?

We're not even sarcastic throwing violent words and phrases against others.  Are we?  We don't squash bugs when we could put them outside.  Do we?  We don't keep guns under the bed just in case we need to blow someone away.  Do we?

So check it off.  We are not violent.  We are kind.

Hearing my son's voice Thursday morning from Denver and knowing he was safe was the best Thursday morning gift I could have received.  A dozen or so families didn't get that gift.  We can't figure out what happened or make sense of it.  All we can do is respond by living our lives in awareness of those around us.  We can be kind to everyone, to all creatures.

May we grab that random act of kindness phrase that is so over-used and may we put it into action everyday.  Across the breakfast table is a good place to start.  

Peace and Love,



  1. The movie tragedy makes us all want to distance ourselves from such violence, to think that someone who would do that is so alien from us. We don't ever want to consider that we can be violent and hurtful, maybe not in such a dramatic way, but does that distinction really matter?

    Once, after I found myself being especially critical of someone, I tried to think whether there was anything I had ever judged someone for that I was not guilty of myself.

    You know, I couldn't think of a single thing. Even if I haven't murdered someone directly, I am willing to bet that something I've done in my life, through my investment or voting or other choices, has contributed to the death of someone in the world.

    It is humbling, isn't it, to see ourselves in every face we would like to see as "other"?

  2. Galen, Thanks for your meaningful comment. It is exactly what I would expect you to say and stretches us to think and come up higher. It's hard to look at ourselves as we do 'those others'. However, I do see a distinction in the dramatic ways violence and hurt show up. For a long time I had no trouble at all being nice to people, and still gave no thought to squashing a bug who simply walked across the floor. In the past I would find myself throwing hurtful and mean comments back at someone who had hurt me first. But, still, I'd never beat someone over the head with a baseball bat for no reason. So I see a distinction in the drama of violence. But no matter how far we've come....or not come....there is always room to grow and isn't that good. Joyful, exhilerating, and good! Come again. Sandra


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