Lost in the narrative.

If people are having troubles or sharing their problems with you and you make it all about you, you are lost in your own narrative.

If you think your human rights are more important than anyone else’s human rights, you are lost in your own narrative.

If you insist that your ideas are the only ones, the right ones, you are lost in your own narrative.

If you complain every day and yet you and your family have access to a safe home, clean water and fresh food, you are lost in your own narrative.

If it seems that the whole world is always against you, you are lost in your own narrative.

If you can go hours, days, weeks without being kind to someone, you are lost in your own narrative.

If you go through your days and never notice someone who needs help, you are lost in your own narrative.

If someone shares their heart and tells you their pain and you invalidate or belittle it, you are lost in your own narrative.

And the person you are hurting the most is you.

What bought you to believe that world is laid out for you and you alone?

Practice gratitude, be generous, find ways to help, go out of your way to be kind and notice those in need. Even if all that is needed is a smile and a friendly word.

It’s not just your narrative, it’s our shared story, our shared lives.

Why does your heart hurt? To remind you that it’s there. Open and share it.