I finished watching a brief video of a mexican-american young male speak of how his dad taught him that hard work, or working your “ass” off as he said, was the key to success. That he and he alone was responsible for his life.
Big deep sigh…
The words of rugged individualism.
Yes, there is value to what he says.
And yet he is young. Healthy. Strong.
What happens to that mindset of his if he were to develop a disease or get into an accident or experience any number of life’s little unpleasant/unwanted moments? All of that “go it alone” takes on a new meaning.
Been there, done that.
Balance is needed.
Sometimes we are the giver.
Sometimes we are the taker, the one in need of the giving.
Sometimes we are the one who is strong, capable and healthy.
Sometimes we are the one who is weak, struggling and sick.
Life is a dance.
And the dancers in this realm are sometimes flowing into a beautiful, gentle, easy waltz.
Other times the dancers are stumbling about, at times falling, struggling to find the beat or hear the music.
Young, old.
Rich, poor.
Weak, strong.
We are ALL ONE.
Different. Not the same.
But still ALL ONE.
I know of no one who does not need to read these words daily…
…to be reminded.
To remember to stay focused on what we all want
while remembering our vulnerabilities, acknowledging our strengths as well as our weaknesses.
For no one is above another.
And that my friends is indeed The Universal Decree of Love.
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Victoria
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