Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

Your definition is not universal.

August 8, 2016

 

We all (more often than we'd like to admit, I'm sure) resort to the unhealthy to balance an upsetting event/day/month/year. And while we may judge that the occasional bout of shopping therapy is nowhere near as damaging as binge drinking/eating/drugging/etc., we'd be mistaken. Or, at least, pretty judgy and playing with the borders of hubris. 

 

See, we don't really  know why a person drinks, or eats, or shops. We don't know what demons that person is fighting. We don't know that drinking (or whatever) isn't the lesser of several evils, several more damaging options. Is it healthy? Well, no. But we aren't either, not all the time. While we sit in the judgement seat, sure, we probably feel pretty balanced. But if we're prone to judgement? If we love to look at others and think, "well, at least my coping mechanism only affects me/my bank account/my weight/etc.," well, I hate to say it, but that's probably not balance. 

 

Judgement is its own addiction, and it's just as caustic to your soul and your well-being as habitual chemicals are to your liver/kidneys/life-expectancy. 

 

Offer help? Well, sure. But I'd rather say: offer empathy. Sit with someone in crisis, if they allow it, but don't insist on it. You don't know better. Not really. Maybe you've been there--and that's of more value than anything else. Shared experience is the balm for dysfunction, crisis, hopelessness. 

 

Send love. Just send love. Judgement and love cannot coexist in the same brain, in the same heart. Make that your balance--love in place of judgement. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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