When we look at ourselves as human beings. We should be so damn proud to be human. Just look at all the terrible things we’ve endured. All the abuse we’ve handed to one another. All the trauma we’ve figured out ways to heal. We made it this far, together.
Many of us have breathed the same air, touched the same water, stood on the same ground or been warmed by the same fire. Everyone touches everyone else, in one way or another. We’ve all had similar experiences being human. Our perspectives however, are what make us each so unique. We each contain our own culmination of our own individual experience.
It’s not our experience but how we view our experience, which changes everything. If we give love to ourselves, love returns to us. If we lose ourselves in fear, bitterness, guilt or resentment, those things return to us. Whenever we put ourselves in positions to feel pain, it’s because we’ve needed the experience. Not necessarily for us, alone, but for everyone.
If my life experience has taught me anything, it’s that nothing is impossible. The world we’ve only dreamed of, is possible. When we believe it is. Faith in love, really does conquer all things. We need to love our own experience. The more energy we put into love, the harder it is for things like hate to exist. We’ve spent plenty of time and put more than enough energy into our differences. So much that we have a hard time, truly telling ourselves apart, anymore.
People survive in the hearts of others. Inside the people who’s lives they’ve touched. Lives that then intersect with others. Humanity is not you, or me, us, or them. It’s an entire organism. One that’s grown, unfathomable. Love is truth, left in the wake of the living. And, sometimes hate is a harbringer of new perspective or, change.
We’re all warm hearted, technically. We all have the ability to communicate with the rest of life, from plants and animals, with each other or the stars above. We all feel the oceans move, even the ones we don’t see physically. We’re all able to manipulate matter into being. Perspective is arguably our greatest gift, to all of humanity.
So, don’t strive for perfection. Strive to love being human. To love who you are and what you’re a part of. Look at others as extensions of yourself, because they literally are. If you can’t see it, it’s because there’s something for you to learn. It can get messy at times and that’s, okay. You’re only human and, so are they. When you act, act in love with humanity. Do this and you won’t be lead astray.