Author Barbara Franken writes a lovely blog that inspires me every time. If you have any desire whatsoever to be a creative visionary, to help this world get to a better place, she has words of wisdom for you.
I was honored, then, when she asked me to be part of her guest author series on Compassion. Kudos to those of you who just naturally ooze compassion. That’s a gift. I was born, I’m sure, with the seeds of compassion but no adult gardener tended those in my younger years. The Universe provides though, right? Life experiences led me to discover my own brand of compassion. I wish I could say it was always pure. It’s not. Sometimes, my compassion barely boxes out the emotions coexisting with it–anger, disappointment, annoyance, grief. I used to think only pure compassion wrapped up with a big bow was acceptable. Mine tends to be like pretty candy without the box and bow. Still a gift, just not as shiny and impressive.
In the end, I’ve found, my muddled compassion works. It’s hard won. And oh so human. Head on over to Barbara’s blog for my story. And be sure to check out some of Barbara’s other posts. She always has something of note to share.