This is a Valentine’s Day poem composed while reflecting upon the richness, complexity and strength of all the different kinds of Loves that exist in our lives but especially the love of a mother and the love of a lover / spouse / partner. These are probably the 2 ppl who affect our lives the most – who we love deeply and yet …… so much is often said unsaid …… so much is often misunderstood simply because we are extra vulnerable to them…. This poem is for all those unsaid words that need to be said.
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This week’s theme was compassion with a declared goal – Encourage compassion towards Homeless. My secret goal however was “Somehow get Unmukt to be nice to Ved (cousin)”.
The good news is that this week we (Read husband) did figure out a way to make the kids be nice to each other. He plays rough with the 3 boys for 30 minuets or so after which almost magically they Cooperate and play together quite well ! (Translation- they aren’t killing each other).
While this is more of a parenting hack than anything else it did teach me a lesson in Compassion. Sudeep approached the kids at their level. He didn’t sit on a moral high horse and dictate “Be Nice”. Rather he understood “Boys will be Boys” and helped them find a safe avenue to spend their excess energy in a physical way.
Approach people with an understanding of their situation and needs. This to me is the definition of Compassion. This week I understood compassion by witnessing Beauty of the Testosterone bond between the boys (of all ages) of my household. Who Knew!!!!
This experience was then compounded by a Facebook video I watched about a school that uses Meditation rooms instead of Detention. This school management understood that people act out because they find themselves ill equipped to deal with their emotions. They showed COMPASSION by helping the children develop the ability to experience those emotions in a wholesome way. I too am now trying to inculcate this practice in parenting AND in my dealings with myself. After all, if we are cruel and judgmental to ourselves we cannot truly be Compassionate towards others. I can only give what I have. (Click Here)
This week started with my focus on Unmukt’s behavior but has ended with me evaluating and correcting my thought process. This again is a lesson in Compassion. It’s Bhagwati (Goddess) being compassionate towards me. It’s no coincidence that this same week I also came across an Article that my sister had shared last year. It was titled “It’s hard for them too”. Regardless of your relationship status this is an article worth reading. I found it a lesson in Compassion through and through.
As I enter a new week I carry the theme of Compassion with me. I hope you will continue to accompany me.
For fun – How many times did I type “Compassion” in this post? Can you tell me?
At the age of 10 my family moved to Mt Abu – a hill station in India. There my parents (primarily Mom) managed a hostel within the premises of an Ashram (Hindu monastery). The building was practically at the edge of a forest. We were not allowed to step out of the hostel after 9:00 pm without adult supervision because running into a Panther or a Bear was a real possibility.
One day a hostel mate Vimlesh was sitting on a dining chair when Neelkanth (another kid) pointed at the chair and said what’s that?
Pin drop silence followed by a simple instruction by our caretaker – “Vimlesh Do Not Move an inch.”
You see a black python had wrapped itself around the black leg of our dining chair and was just chilling as Vimlesh casually sat on it chatting and eating. I will Never forget the look of Abject Terror on his face and the Uproar of laughter that followed when that snake finally slithered away.
The reason I share this story with you is to give you an idea of how close to nature I lived as a child. There was a tree near our hostel – a Banyan tree. I called it my best friend and still fondly remember him as I would an old friend. I would spend entire days on it. It’s branches thick enough for me to fashion a house on it with blankets, pillows and mats. There was a sense of peace and belonging that I achieved only by being in nature’s lap.
So, watching trees get cut down, watching deers lose their habitat and lose their lives trying to cross the road so they can find food is Very Painful for me. My heart physically aches. I have burst into tears and fallen down on my knees at the sight of a freshly cut tree stump. Therefore, when it came to selecting a project for Unmukt Ella and Gia that would help us experience Compassion Love and Beauty my thoughts went straight to nature. Nothing is more compassionate loving and Beautiful than a tree. Keeping this in mind this is our project for the week-
Think about the impact of human settlements on nature and plant a tree / bush that can provide food to the local animal life.
Experiencing Compassion and Beauty of Nature