I found this old book in a random place as I was searching in my storage closet, a book of photographs that had always helped me get right into my heart. I had forgotten how much this book meant to me and how those photos put everything into perspective. It’s a book with pictures of real people, it is as if you are standing right there with them, there is such presence in these photos. By staring deeply into their eyes you can feel their pain and suffering, their grieving hearts. They don’t have much, and there are some photos of them sleeping on the concrete floor.
Once you reach the last page of the book, it reads “this book is dedicated to my father who was always been happy with what he has”. Something clicked in me, like a memory, it was a remembrance of a perspective I once had, and somehow had forgotten along the way. We are here, we are human, and we have so much to be grateful for, right now. How lucky are we that we have the time to think about what we want?. It seems that when we manifest, we are always so quick to move on to the next item on the list. We seem to be continuously hoping, dreaming and wishing, and wanting more. Always looking to the future, but what about right here, right now? What if you take time to REALLY look at what we do have? Then you quickly realize just how spoiled we are, we have everything we need, food, shelter clothes, plus so much more!.
Compared to most of the world, we are the luckiest people here, we are admired, so many people hope and wish that they could be as taken care of as we are. Yet it is never enough. Why? Why are we so greedy? Why have we forgotten our shared humanity? How are we different than anyone else on this planet? Why do we believe we are better, or more deserving?
I also realized, that if I am in a place to dream, wish, and manifest, shouldn't I use that ability to manifest good things? Things that could help my earthly community? My fellow human? Yet we are more concerned with ourselves prospering. Why? To prove our value, or our worth? To show everyone, just how much better we are then them? We live in a competitive society.
The people in these photos are worried if they will have enough food to survive, to make it to tomorrow. We need to wake up and ask ourselves, what are we doing? What are we really doing? And how am I using my gifts? Am I using my gifts selfishly, or am I using my gifts to benefit the whole?
We are in a position where we have so much, that we have forgotten what it feels like to be grateful. We live in a society that believes that we are “entitled” to what we have, and don’t even want to work for it anymore.
Have we forgotten the sweetness of giving and sharing with our community, our brothers and sisters. We have forgotten that when they suffer, we also suffer. What does it mean to be human? What does it mean to have compassion? To look into someone’s eyes who is suffering, and feel their pain? Because ultimately they are you. Have we forgotten about our shared humanity?