The buck stops here
I’ve been doing this series of meditation classes on compassion since last week and today rather than giving ourselves over to helping someone else, it was about taking all that and giving it to yourself. An interesting concept, it was to start with a meditation on something lacking that we wished to have – inner peace, love, you name it there was a whole laundry list to choose from or you could make it up as you went along – because you’re meditating you are only accountable to yourself and can be as pettily selfish or abundantly altruistic as you dared.
Later, when I got home T and I were discussing a friend who spends all over her heart taking care of others – we both latched onto the same theme about her – that she needs to be her own planet, the world needs to revolve around her for a time, because all that giving is out of balance with the universe. And her world is tipping too far in one direction – away from her.