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There is much that divides us.  The Zimmerman trial brings out, puts on the table, brings to light the hatred that is still so apparent and thriving in our world.

We  live in a world where hatred still exists.  In the blink of an eye, we judge others based on their race, gender, age, and ethnicity.  We make harsh assumptions.  We put labels on others.  And that’s all before someone even speaks.  Once we know a little about another person, we judge based on class, religion, and sexual orientation.  Anything else?!

But, there is much that connects us. And maybe, maybe all this grand technology of social media and instant communication can do some good.  Maybe it can remind us how connected we really all are and break down the walls — no — break open our hearts to exclude no one, to be able to have compassion for every. single. person.

Is it possible?  I believe so.

How?

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I only know and can speak from the “work” that I have done with my own thoughts, my own judgments, my own harshness, my own closed heart.

Any time I make a judgment about another person, I (eventually) pause.

I take a few mindful breaths.

I ask myself, “Ok, so what’s here?”

And I don’t mean the story.  Forget the story.  There’s no healing in the story.

I’m talking about what’s happening right now within me.  My own body (sensations), my own thoughts, my own emotions.  I’m talking about getting real with ourselves instead of keeping the same story line going and going.  I’m talking about waking up.  Waking up to what’s really going on.

There’s always some kind of tightness – in my belly, across my chest, in my throat, or in my jaw.

There’s judging thoughts.  There’s anxious thoughts.
There’s fearful thoughts.

There are myriad emotions.  Anger.  And underneath the anger?  Sadness, fear, shame.

There’s the instinctual desire to move away from all this.  It’s unpleasant.  It doesn’t feel good to sit in my fear or shame.  There’s the desire to call it “bad.”

And then here comes the hard(er) part: once I see this, once I see the “ugliness” in me that I’d rather deny or start to blame someone else for, I HAVE COMPASSION FOR MYSELF.  Compassion HAS to start first with our own selves.

I put my hand on my heart.  I exhale.  I tell myself, “Soften.”  I soften my muscles, my thoughts, my emotions.

I whisper something kind and compassionate to myself — something like Thich Nhat Hanh so beautifully and simply says, “I see  you, dear one. I see you are in pain.”  And I breathe with that.

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I continue to soften.

I begin to see and feel the PAIN I am experiencing and have experienced – with this person, in this situation, with this story I’m telling myself, with this judgement and harshness.  And I soften.

Then something opens.  Little by little.

Something relaxes.

Something releases.

And all I do is stay.  STAY.  Stay and be present.  Stay and allow.  Stay and accept.  Stay and be compassionate.  Stay and breathe.

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Then, my attention goes to this person I have judged.  My righteousness wants to flare up again.  So I go back to softening. I go back to offering myself radical acceptance.  I go back to offering myself spaciousness and breath.

Then organically, I return to the person.  Something has softened. I SEE them. I see that they are suffering, too.  And though I may not know exactly the details of their suffering, I know they have suffered, too.  And something in me begins to open to them.  Something in me begins to soften my whole posture and thinking and reacting to them.  It doesn’t mean I discard healthy boundaries.  Doesn’t mean I’m going to invite them over for dinner or to be my best friend.  But it does mean that I NO LONGER focus on seeing them down, on judging them, on wanting them to hurt.  Instead I see WHAT CONNECTS US.  I see our shared humanity.  I see that it’s MY choice to divide us or to connect with this person.

Eventually, maybe over days or even years, I see how when I choose to acknowledge my own suffering and SEE this other person, I am lighter.  I am softer.  I am empowered.  I am in my true power.  I am freer.

I believe that having compassion is how we truly heal — our hearts, our relationships, this world, and what divides us.

TODAY:

Instead of sharing messages on Facebook, Twitter, etc etc, that divide us, choose today to share a message of CONNECTION. Choose to share a message that brings us together, that reminds us of our shared humanity.

If this post resonates with you, or if you think one of your dear ones would benefit from reading this, please pass this along.  Thank you for sharing this message of how compassion heals.  This is how we transform our world.

Blessings,
Lisa A. McCrohan

MA, LCSW-C, RYT
Compassion Coach

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Blessings,
Lisa

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