Welcome to my self-compassion series prompted and inspired by this free e-course! For the rest of the month, I will do my best to open my heart center to breathe in compassion for myself and others.
Day 6 takes us back to our beloved childhood. It’s a magical task of awakening and you shouldn’t feel guilty for wanting to love yourself.
What childhood memory comes to mind when you think of compassion?
Growing up I had an innate urge to take good care of my material things, but living things like animals and people. Well, I wasn’t so compassionate. I remember ripping the head off of my sister’s finch, cloroxing my turtles to death and being enraged over my grandmother’s sheepish lifestyle. All things I look back on and think how dreadful!
In every case, I was aware of how I felt and this in itself is how I relate to compassion. I felt the pain of the animals meeting their demise and cried secretly over how rude and obnoxious I acted with my grandmother. A curious cat in this game of cause and effect. Acting without thoughts and feelings isn’t human and this is the lesson I teach with spiritual mindfulness.
We as humans have this capacity to be swiftly compassionate in our animal kingdom. We keep our children longer than any other beast in the world, for what reason? It’s quite compelling to me that I recognize this now, but growing up I had to fight off the norm, the labels, the cookie cutter molding that so many adults wanted to tie me down with. I believe certain kids fall short of compassion because they aren’t aware that they are real living beings, they forget they are more than their societal assignments.
The truth in compassion is accepting that a person is a person no matter how big or how small they appear to be.